♪I'm tall,♪
♪I'm tan,♪
♪I'm young,♪
♪I'm handsome.♪
♪I'm coming to bring you the pleasure♪
♪So,
hush my sweets...♪
Sam went to the beach that saturday morning, the true is that he never learnt how to
swim, and the rooster aren't exactly known for their aquatic abilities. But he didn't went for the surf, and the
babes were digging this muscular singing adonis. He had already gathered a small entourage that took glee on
applying tanning lotion on his perfectly chiselled muscles.
The truth was that the Rooster Song
infatuated any female that heard him. Even those who already had a mate to which it brought Sam the hatred of
quite the many boyfriends.
"That's the son of a bitch!" said one of the infuriated men gathered.
"Let's get him!"