
29 September 2016
I haven’t enjoyed fretting over a rooster since Chicken Licken had a bad day.
I haven’t enjoyed fretting over a rooster since Chicken Licken had a bad day.
One sweet soul wrote people like me made him want to kill himself. I refrained from replying that I was not inclined to stand in his way. I refrained from replying to any of the comments. But yeah, they chinked my confidence.