[Scrooge begins gathering the eggs. Fortunately, he only has the two chickens...even if the black eggs with red speckles still sort of weird him out.]
[He hobbles out with the basket hooked around his arm. Fortunately he only scrubs out the barn and coop every other day. Otherwise, it would be a bad day all around.]
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[He hobbles out with the basket hooked around his arm. Fortunately he only scrubs out the barn and coop every other day. Otherwise, it would be a bad day all around.]
[And going to shuffle towards his porch.]