Cricket Fights?
I'm sorry, but I have trouble getting really worked up over this. I know they are living creatures, but there is just something, the ick factor maybe, that renders them distinct from dogs or cocks, to my mind at least.
My dad was once attacked by a gamecock when he was 8. His uncle had been keeping it hidden in the corn-crib and his aunt had sent him out to collect some corn. The little thing latched onto his knee with his spur and went to work. he still had faint scars from it when he died 40 years later.
But Aunt Dode made fried gamecock and gave him a breast for Sunday dinner that very next week.
My dad was once attacked by a gamecock when he was 8. His uncle had been keeping it hidden in the corn-crib and his aunt had sent him out to collect some corn. The little thing latched onto his knee with his spur and went to work. he still had faint scars from it when he died 40 years later.
But Aunt Dode made fried gamecock and gave him a breast for Sunday dinner that very next week.
posted by Jerome at 22:02
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