Rode hard into a typhoon for several days. Couldn’t see five feet in front of our faces, but we drove the herd till we found some new country to pasture ‘em in. They grill their fish over charcoal and serve it with pickled plums in these parts.
Listen, everybody loves a good yardbird. They eat the bugs, keep ornery snakes away, and they don’t take no crap from no one. Yes, we know that’s a double negative, but it’s for emphasis!