Have you ever seen a live chicken fucking ugly and they stunk.
There were live chicken markets in some of my old neighborhoods in Brooklyn when I was growing up. The stink from the chickens and the singed feathers was beyond terrible.
Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu, E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu... E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.
