At my brother's house for dinner, yum, chicken casserole. Six-y-o niece: "It's not a chicken, it's a rooster. It bit daddy, and daddy cut its head off." Still delicious.
This is too coincidental not to share. I photographed the following piece of 'art' about roosters that raised a lot of question marks about the person that made it. Both in subject matter and kerning.
I think it's the same author
Who the fuck googles "what do roosters do" lmfao
Curious city kids? 🤷
Have them stay in Oahu, Hawaii anywhere outside Honolulu and they'll become experts on what roosters do... every morning at 4:30am.
Here they come to snuff the rooster
Yeah here come the rooster, yeah
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, no oh, you know he ain't gonna die
Ain't found a way to kill me yet...
Plot twist: it was written by a hen with a crush
Whoever wrote that was spot on though. Source: not a rooster but I have been called a cock before.
Cocks are gorgeous and have a lot of personality
I have some backyard chickens. One day a chick appeared on my porch and decided to follow my hens around and never left. Turns out roosters will find hens even in the middle of a small city.
Does your rooster need an apprentice?
That's very cute! Did you ever find out were it came from?
An egg.
You haven the chicken, the rooster, and the hen. The chicken goes with the rooster. So who’s having sex with the hen?
This reads like what a rooster might hear about their outtie during their Wellness visit while employed at Lumen.
