but I did!
It was too big of a temptation. . .
And now you wish to know the deed? :-)
Well, it wasn't the kindest thing I have ever done (or the meanest), and Troy said it might even be against the law. (Nervous chuckle inserted here.) It all happened when (Cough. Cough.) "Mr Rooster Dude" came waltzing around the side of "his" house, and I, armed with a garden hose, was within twenty feet of him. (Throat clearing inserted here.)
You guessed it - I was getting even for the days when he crows once a minute for ungodly periods of time. I (Ahem) do not think the neighbors noticed. (I was hoping they were too busy unloading the trunk of their new car.) This was a "once in a Southern lifetime" happening that I could not pass, and I gave in. . . Sigh. . . I suppose I should be ashamed, but, alas, there is no shame. Just a wonderfully funny mental picture of seeing how fast a rooster can actually run when squirted with a hose! :-) (Snickering at the keyboard.)