Chicken Man
This is the fat fucker whom daddy buys his chickens from. We usually buy Rhode Island Reds because they make the best chicken dinners. Only the best for his family. This guy is a fat disgusting bastard who likes to wear clothing too small for him and plus it looks as if he hasn't bathed or changed his clothes since I was 5. One time me, Charlie, and Cleavon were going to get some Chickens for daddy. I stayed in the car because I knew I'd say something to this fat fucker which would have ended in trouble if he said something back.
"Good morning, good morning, good morning. How are you doing sir?" Charlie said in a cheerful mood. Chicken man nodded smiling. Cleavon was in his own world staring at some Rock Hens curiously. "What have you got for me today?" Charlie asked. Chicken man smiled. "Well, we got some nice long legged Rhode Island Reds right here-" "Rhode Island Red! Yeah that's good. Lemme get two Rhode Island Reds!" Charlie interrupted still in a cheerful mood.
Chicken man nodded and glanced at the chickens back to Charlie and Cleavon back to the chickens again. "Now y'all ain't thinking' about fuckin' these here chickens are you?" Chicken man asked dead serious. Charlie's happy mood went from cheerful to dangerous in seconds. "The fuck you sayin'? you callin' me a chicken mother fucker?" Charlie growled. Chicken man nervously backed off. "I-I ain't callin' you a chicken fucker…but your boy over there, he looks sexually frustrated-" Cleavon began bouncing all over the place in a rage his words you couldn't even understand.
"Do YOU fuck chickens?" Charlie growled. Chicken man laughed nervously knowing he fucked up big time. I'm surprised he was still standing. "Well, I thought about fuckin' me some chickens…if you lookin' for a good time and you need some pussy, you grab a chicken, cut its head off stick your dick in the ass of that chicken, and chicken go all crazy on your ass and you'll go caawwwww!" Chicken man had said.
Charlie stared at Chicken Man. "So you're saying I'd take a chicken, cut its head off, put my dick in it, fuck it, and go ahhhhh?" Before Chicken man could respond I heard a well sounded slap and Chicken man was on the ground. Charlie threw his money at the Chicken man and grabbed the two chickens and we left. As I saw Chicken Man rise to his feet I called out "CHICKEN FUCKEEEEERRR!"
Chicken man flipped me off and I debated hopping out of the car to pound his ass but it wasn't worth it as Charlie had told me. When we told the story to daddy, he laughed his ass off it's a wonder he stayed in his chair.