15th and Jefferson Rooster is Dead, Long Live the 15th and Jefferson Rooster
This heartfelt piece of neighborhood communication, posted by local resident Sebastian, puts to rest what must have been a contentious neighborhood issue – a goddamn rooster. What we’re not sure about: Was this posted in solidarity for hating the fowl’s early-morning wakeup calls? Guilt that outside pressure led to the demise of a beloved, feathered family member? An invitation to a BBQ?
Regardless, the detail of this announcement makes the rooster’s fate abundantly clear…
Godspeed, rooster. In Rooster Heaven, you can crow as loud as you want, and it is always approximately 6 a.m.