Certain motherfuckers think they can fuck with my shit, but you can't kill the Rooster. You might can fuck him up some times, but, bitch, nobody kills the motherfucking Roster. You know what I'm saying?
Certain motherfuckers think they can fuck with my shit, but you can't kill the Rooster. You might can fuck him up some times, but, bitch, nobody kills the motherfucking Roster. You know what I'm saying?
Many of us who aren't farmers or gardeners still have some element of farm nostalgia in our family past, real or imagined: a secret longing for some connection to a life where a rooster crows in the yard.
One day the President and Mrs. Coolidge were visiting a government farm. Soon after their arrival they were taken off on separate tours. When Mrs. Coolidge passed the chicken pens she paused to ask the man in charge if the rooster copulates more than once each day. 'Dozens of times, was the reply.' 'Please tell that to the President,' Mrs. Coolidge requested. When the President passed the pens and was told about the roosters, he asked 'Same hen every time' 'Oh no, Mr. President, a different one each time.' The President nodded slowly, then said, 'Tell that to Mrs. Coolidge.'
A rooster crows only when it sees the light. Put him in the dark and he'll never crow. I have seen the light and I'm crowing.
It's a white crested, black Polish rooster.
The rooster is worth much more to whoever has it if it is back in the county's hands and puts 1,500 bucks in his pocket than it is in a box somewhere,
I grew up in dirt-poor hillbilly country. We lived this dry-below-the-waist kind of scene. If you were a sensual woman you were in league with that which is un-Christlike. Where I come from, a cockroach is a roach, and a cockerel is a rooster because they can't bring themselves to say cock.
They give me leftovers to feed the chickens, and then I give them eggs. They say that taking an early morning walk down a back road and hearing our rooster crow is one of the greatest things about living in the country.
The more excited the rooster gets, the higher his voice goes. He's got a little bit of a Barney Fife quality to him.
All of you are able to go back to your quiet homes at the end of the day. I don't have that luxury. I thought about calling you at 530 in the morning Easter Sunday when the rooster started crowing for three straight hours, because I figured if I had to be up, you should have to be up, too.
While farmers generally allow one rooster for ten hens, ten men are scarcely sufficient to service one woman.
George Bush taking credit for the wall coming down is like the rooster taking credit for the sun rising.
They were barking at Rooster, and we intercepted it. But it was really a minor thing. Just hockey.
Trying to sneak a fastball past Hank Aaron is like trying to sneak the sunrise past a rooster.
Said a Rooster, I'd have you all know I am nearly the whole of the show Why, the Sun every morn Gets up with the dawn For the purpose of hearing me crow.
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