Wait! What?
Chickens have roles in our society?
Like what, teaching some people how to strut and be Cock of the walk?
Barnyard fowl is food where I come from.
Farmer Brown dropped a new Rooster into his hen yard one day because his current Rooster was getting old. The new Rooster immediately runs up to the old Rooster and tells him to pack his bags and get out or die.
The old Rooster was a wily one and tells the new guy, Wait a second, I don't need much. Just a couple of hens and my roosting spot and you can have the rest. The new Rooster was full of piss and vinegar and refused the offer unequivocally. Get out NOW! The old fella said, tell you what. Let's race for it. Twice around the yard, winner take all. Just give me a couple fence posts head start. To which the new chicken agreed and they started the race. As the old Rooster rounded the first corner the new guy was catching up fast. By the second corner the new blood was almost on top of him. Approaching the third corner there was a horrific blast and the new Rooster was turned into feathers in the wind.
Farmer Brown sat down at the kitchen table in disgust after hanging the shotgun back on the wall and swears to his wife; "That's the third gay Rooster Clem has sold me this month!"