Well I had an eventful evening yesterday which ended up with me separating the new guy from the derps and entertaining the neighborhood.
New guy wanted to fight, and Negan gladly obliged but once new guy lost and Negan victory crowed new guy would come back for seconds.
Prince jumped in got a few good smacks and got new guy off his dad.
New guy just would not chill out so I channeled my inner hillbilly powers, stripped off my housecoat and threw it on him mid fight.
I grab the bundle of housecoat and rooster and angry stomp towards that rehab coop in my nightgown.
I open the coop and the freaking door falls off so I add a few choice F-bombs to the mix.
Now, I angry stomp to the plastic chick pen which stayed together and proceeded to chunk new guy in there.
I forgot covering them like that puts them to sleep so when I chunked him in he looked veeeery much dead and the sound was awful even with such a small toss he woke up perfectly fine but still being a butt.
About then I notice my elderly neighbors watching the saga from their porch with the most genuine smiles iv'e seen in a very long time.
Lol, about all I can say about that.