You will recall Blue Guy - formerly rooster, then stew.
Then they decided to attack EACH OTHER instead of the publicist.
But now there is one very old Rhode Island Red Rooster.
He hangs out around close to his chicken house and keeps a watch over his hens.
But he has lately taken to attacking the publicist.
He has SPURS OF DEATH!
(at least according to her)
Hey, she says, "Just look at them! They are close to two inches long!"
She says the last time he attacked her she was left with bruises and there was BLOOD!
Don't let his innocent looks fool you.
She says he is MEAN.
She says he will soon have nothing to crow about.
She is back to muttering about stew and fricassee.
If I were that rooster I would be worried!
But I am not.
Enjoy the view while you can bird.
Enjoy the view while you can.
