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How to Register Your Chicken with the Ministry
Step 1: Don’t.
Step 2: Name her Freedom.
Step 3: Let her poop on a permit.
That’s it.
That’s the strategy.
Because the moment you “register” something…
You just handed it over.
In Black’s Law Dictionary — the legal spellbook of bureaucratic sorcery — to “register” means to hand something into custody.
To surrender it.
To submit it.
To say, “This is yours now. I’m just the caretaker.”
That’s the glitch.
Register your car?
It’s not fully yours.
Register your business?
Congrats — you just franchised your freedom.
Register your chicken?
That bird belongs to the Crown now — you’re just the feed dispenser.
Registration isn’t protection.
It’s transfer of control dressed up in paperwork.
You don’t need to honk at Ottawa — just stop registering what’s already yours.
Because today it’s your car.
Tomorrow?
It’s your woodstove. Your seeds. Your rain barrel. Whatever — if it makes you more self-reliant, they’ll want to register it.
But most important of all:
Get a chicken.
Train her in civil disobedience and bureaucratic spellbook sorcery.
And let her poop on the paperwork.
It's cheaper than a lawyer.
And way more satisfying.
Now let's get moving — before the RCMP kicks in your door for entertaining traditional values.
Paul (Private) 🕇
Registrar of Unregisterables
TheExitLetter.com
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P.S.
Apparently I’m supposed to “claim my bitcoin.”
I borrowed a neighbor's chicken instead.
She reviewed the form, clucked once, and pooped on it.
Case closed.
If that’s a “traditional value,” you’d better call the RCMP — there’s an unlicensed clucker on the loose with anti-statist tendencies.
P.P.S.
I tucked in a copy of Black’s Law (4th Ed.) — the bureaucrat’s spellbook.
Next time a form shows up, don’t sign it.
Decode it.
Start with a word like “submit.”
Then laugh. Or cry. Or get a chicken.
Backup Wisdom for When the RCMP Knocks:
Peter Stone’s Sovereign Project Handbook — your go-to guide for responding to “mandatory” with a handwritten “LOL.”
That said, a permit-pooping chicken remains the superior legal strategy.
(See legal notice below. No, seriously.)
In Summary (Before The Coop Gets Raided):
If it says “mandatory,” laugh.
If it asks you to “register,” cluck.
If it shows up in legalese, decode it.
If the RCMP knocks… hand them a yolk-stained affidavit and retreat to the root cellar.
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