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Originally Posted by Looking_for_911
I still vividly remember my great-grandmother - not so much my great-grandfather - with a hatchet chopping off heads...
With memories like that it's no wonder I'm so screwed up.
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I remember my grandma chopping a chicken's head off with a hatchet. She held it by the neck and draped it across a root of one of the big Magnolia trees in their yard.
Then she let go of it and jumped back and let it flop around until it bled out and stopped moving.
Then she dropped it in a big pot of boiling water... that loosened up the feathers so they could be plucked.
What I don't remember is how she
caught the chicken.
Anyway, I turned out fine... what part of what you said do you believe affected you... and how?