The Coq was a proud bastard. A true Frenchman by spirit, misunderstood in Bulgaria. He made hens feel like sexy chicks. But he got a bit too cocky. Not only was he chasing his harem of hens but he also prowled on women of all ages. He could smell female hormones and wanted a taste of the forbidden fruit. He attacked and tried to submit a grandma that passed through his territory. He bit her and drew blood. He even chased Mariya between our house and the neighbours while she was carrying Rafski. He was a cock-sure cock with a death wish. His time was up....
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