I had this mean rooster named big red. Everyone was scared of him. He was just one mean,mean bird. He jumped my kids a few times but he was always hanging around my shop and I didn't want the kids there when I wasn't around so I just let it slide.
One day when I got home I knew something was up cause the three boys were slinking around looking guilty so I got them in the shop and asked them "what's going on"? It took abit but finally Shawn said," well dad that big red jumped on my head and scratched my face all up. I got so mad I got your hatchet and we chased him down and then I cut his head off". I said, "where did you leave him"? They took me over to where the deed was done and he wasn't there. As we were standing there pondering this, all of a sudden this horrible looking thing with hardly a feather left on him and his head on sideways came running out of the barn and disappeared down towards the crick. We looked for him to put him out of his misery but we could not find him anywhere. About 3 weeks later he showed up with his feathers mostly grown back but his head was always at about a 60 degree angle to his shoulders from then on. He had a new attitude though I can tell you. He ran when he saw those Boys coming.

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LMAOROTFL- That was like a joke that sneaks up on you with a completely unexpected punchline!!!:biggrin_2 5514:

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