Karate kid gets owned.

Them damn roosters can be mean suckers. We had one when I was a kid, it attacked you whenever you went in the chicken-house to feed the chickens. You had to carry the water bucket in front of you and dump the water really fast then smack the rooster with the bucket to get him to back off. I don't know how many times he got whacked in the head with the water bucket, he always came back for more, stupid rooster
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My dad had a rooster when I was a little jamzwayne, and that sum-bish was meeeeeean.
He had some pretty big spurs and wasn't affraid to try and use em. He wouldn't mess with with my dad, but he would "attack" me and my brother all the time. The bastard never got used to him and I either.
His name was Willie.
Good find silver.



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