Well you are right. I suppose that puts me in the same class with Abraham Lincoln since we know that hens don't cackle until after the egg is laid, and we fire the "Hooker" and imbibe with "Meade".<quoted text>
You of all people should know about hen's and their arse actions. I think you need a hooker to jerk some kinks out of you. Maybe Humpaburn will share his 350 + pounds black unsweetened goddess with you.
But you must be something else, it is quite unusual to hear an ol' roosters cackle so much. Take a peek. Are you sure you are a rooster? or is your belly so big you can't tell anymore? Or did you turn around too quickly and the arse explosion destroy your manhood? Sad Sad ex-rooster.