I had a cock once. (I'm okay, lol.) He was a total jerk. He stalked and circled when I worked outside until he could attack me from the back. We thought it was problematic, thinking one day he'd have some sharp claws to do that but he never grew bigger and remained a tiny fluffy adorable ass*ole of a cock. One day my ex kicked him like a soccer ball twenty feet in the air and that's the funniest thing I saw that day. The cock was unharmed and resumed stalking me after a week however. Beware of little cocks with Napoleon syndrome.
After Archer makes a dubious deal with a witch in exchange for even more dubious powers, he and his reluctant friend are dragged into an epic journey for redemption, meeting saints and sinners as they go.
Contains elements from Cornish/English mythology, and aggressive chickens, witches and morris dancers
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