My parents had chickens for many years. I badly sliced a finger while cutting a roll of insulation to size when the coop was built. We had a couple shoulder chickens, and a few named hens, but most were nameless egg factories.
Our first rooster was a mean one. He would attack anyone who entered the coop or the yard, and eventually we got tired of his aggression and the need to boot him away repeatedly. I don't think he even had the decency to taste especially good after being baked though.
I have several nameless egg factories too, since I haven't bothered to memorize them by their combs:)
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Haha love the part about not tasting good...
When we started out, we ate a few roosters before we finally had one that was not aggressive. Now I suppose we have weeded out the 'mean' gene, since all our roosters are pretty laid back. They protect their girls, but not from us. ;)