I got locked in my aunts chicken run once with her rooster and the thing tried to fucking murder me. I threw my shoe at it and it started to tear it up.
I was trying to feed one at the petting zoo and it started biting my hand like there was actual chicken food in my hand and it started trying to put its mouth around my fingers. Chickens are fucking hardcore, man
One theory is that this dates back to Roman conquest of Gaul (modern France). The Latin for rooster is Galli and a person from Gaul was called a Gaullia. That said my roosters make a run at me expecting me to drop their food early or something but if I turn and face them down they suddenly veer off like they always intended to inspect that bush over there.
One time my brother and I were looking at the chicks and then all of a sudden the motherfucking mother comes up and jumps on my brother's head for getting too close to her babies and starts attacking him and clawing at his face and hair. I had a water gun in my hand and didn't do anything about it. My brother still makes me feel guilty about not helping him to this day.
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