Don't have to muck out the stalls on an abalone farm. No sir. No dragging hundred pound bags of grain from the truck to the barn, slipping on chicken mess and crashing to the ground with a thud on your rear end. Don't even have chickens on an abalone farm.
For gorsh sakes they don't even have a tractor on an abalone farm. No grain silo and no huge manure pile covered with giant sheets of black plastic weighted down with fifty years worth of old tires either. It almost just seems wrong to even call an abalone farm a farm at all. Why, it doesn't even smell like a farm. Smells more like the beach, and not even a sunny beach. More like a cold, rocky beach. Abalone farm. who came up with that one? They oughta call it an abalone nursery or hatchery, or something. How about: a semi-mechanized scientifically techno-regulated abalone breeding facility? That's more like it.
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