The Cockfight

Today was normal. Kind of.
Not that you care about my day. I’m sure you don’t, just like I don’t care about yours. But I bet you’d care about it if it were funny, right? Don't lie to me.

Anyway, I saw a cockfight at this gas station on the way home. Yes, my car uses gas, just like everyone else’s. I was standing there, pumping gas, trying to look cool like everyone does at gas stations (don’t deny it), and I saw a bunch of chickens come running out from behind the gas station. Two of the males started pecking at each other.

So let’s review: I’m trying to look cool pumping gas while a bunch of chickens peck the crap out of each other. Some other guy getting gas was watching too. We should've made some bets. Anyway, I got gas and a free cockfight at no extra charge. Life rules.