My mother-in-law is raising chickens in the city limits. Two of the 10 turned out to be roosters. She asked me to come kill the roosters tonight. We live 2 miles apart. I looked down at my phone for a split second and scrub a brush pile against my landcruiser. These are oak branches I scraped so I’m looking at $2,500 to paint the hood and the right quarter. I’m picking the birds clean now. Shit happens when you like jam out, kill and clean yard birds. Damnit man. I got dibs on the thighs.
