The idea that Foghorn Leghorn,

According to Foghorn's Tvtropes page:

I would not rely on TV Tropes as an unbiased source. Wikipedia simple says his species is officially “rooster” and mentions a Leghorn being a breed of chicken. TV Tropes probably thinks the Cornflakes chicken is a RIR too.

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“But I didn’t and still don’t like making a cult of women’s knowledge, preening ourselves on knowing things men don’t know, women’s deep irrational wisdom, women’s instinctive knowledge of Nature, and so on. All that all too often merely reinforces the masculinist idea of women as primitive and inferior – women’s knowledge as elementary, primitive, always down below at the dark roots, while men get to cultivate and own the flowers and crops that come up into the light. But why should women keep talking baby talk while men get to grow up? Why should women feel blindly while men get to think?”

One night we had a thrilling summer storm… We hadn’t been in the house long, and it was the first time in this house we’d had to close all the windows. In the morning I smelled gas, strong, unmistakable. “I smell gas,” I said to my husband. “I don’t smell it,” he said. He had a friend come over. “Why are you having a friend come over,” I asked, “when it doesn’t matter if he can smell it or not, and none of us can fix it?” His friend didn’t smell it, either. I called the gas company. The gas company employee didn’t smell it, either. He waved his reader around and it blasted off in three places, substantial leaks behind the stove and in the basement. “Always trust a woman’s nose,” the gas company employee said.

hes so cute i want to push him down the stairs

I am not the OP but I need to also express my delight for this show. They are very simple errands, like walking down to the corner store and picking up some milk. The kids are given everything they need, a list if they can read, money, a bag, Etc, and they’re safe the entire time because the camera crew is constantly keeping an eye on them. None of these kids are pushed too hard, they are all curious or stoked or honored to be given grown-up tasks, I’m pretty much everyone who interacts with them is that her delighted at the tiny business people doing their errands, checking in to make sure they’re all right, or actively helpful getting stuff down from shelves and stuff. The kids are determined and the very high success rate is heartwarming.

Also like, I just watched a little 5ish-year-old girl go to the fish market and get bream instead of shrimp like she was asked, but she got home and her mom just laughed a little and told her she’d done a wonderful job, like. It was SO PURE. She asked her mum if she’d been lonely while she was gone and mum was like “I was a little” it was just.