That Rooster Isn't Dead. He Was MURDERED

He was running his mouth around the neighborhood. Carrying rolls of easy cash. Getting lap dances down at the Itchy Kitty. He had come into some cash either by legitimate means or through one of his various scams or schemes. Many in the neighborhood had reason to kill him. There was a rumor that the Dutchess herself was ready to come out of retirement and leave her trailer just to see that justice was done to this dirty sellout. The Rooster told them everything they wanted to know so they put him so deep in Witness Protection that you would need three stars or better just to get an appointment to see this Rooster. He started to miss his old life and some of the strippers he banged back in the day had babies. That ROOSTER returned to crime just so he could support his six children by six baby mommas. That's right. SIX. And they are all angry at him all the time because they are jealous of the other girls.

This is trump's America so I am not believing nothing until I do the autopsy on that Rooster myself. I can't trust anyone at this point. Someone wanted or more accurately NEEDED that rooster dead. So he runs. Going from town to town. Helping out where he can as he seeks justice for being found guilty of a crime he didn't commit.

He paddled a dog. It was all good fun but you people had to make is seem perverted for some reason. Can't you see that Foghorn and that dog were both TOPS. That kind of relationship could never survive a first Christmas together.