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Am I the butthole for eating my brother's prize rooster after he slept with my girlfriend?

Posted by FarmerBoy on June 02, 2021 12:32 AM

Some backstory: My brother and I live on a farm. He is 19 and I am 18. He is very tall, handsome and muscular, whereas I am average height and a bit scrawny looking.

He has always had two passions in life, chasing after girls and farming. He's always had a girlfriend since he was 14. He's also been raising chickens, specifically roosters, since he was 12. He will enter them in show competitions in the local 4-H club, which is basically an organization that encourages farming and has breeding / raising competitions for animals, such as roosters, hogs, cattle, etc.

He has one rooster that is his pride and joy. Last year he won first place in the regional 4-H competition with this rooster. He loves this rooster almost as much as he loves women.

Speaking of women, while my brother has always had a girlfriend, I have not been so lucky. Recently I met a girl named Samantha, who I got to know very well. We were friends at first, but eventually I worked up the courage to ask her out on a date and she said yes!

We had been dating for about five weeks when my brother decided he wanted to make her one of his conquests. He laid on his charm and was able to get Samantha to sleep with him. I came home one day and he was just sitting there, with a big dumb grin on his face. I asked him what was up and he just started singing, "I slept with Samantha, I slept with Samantha!" over and over again.

This made me so angry. I though Samantha and I had something and my brother had to go and ruin it. So I decided to make my brother feel the same pain I was feeling.

Growing up on a farm, my dad taught me how to prepare chickens for dinner. First you cut off the head, then you pluck the feathers. I took great joy in chopping the head off of my brother's prize rooster.

Later that day, my brother comes home and is greeted by me sitting there with a giant grin on my face, a plate of chicken bones in front of me. He looks at me and asks me what's up.

I just start singing "I ate your rooster, I ate your rooster!".

He freaks out! He starts looking for the rooster, which is now firmly in my stomach. He starts crying. He tells me it took him two years to raise that bird and get it ready for competitions. I could care less.

My dad finds out and he is furious at me. He says some chickens are for eating and others are for breeding and I ate a breeding chicken. He grounded me, but nothing for my brother. He says I am a butthole for eating my brother's prized rooster.

My dad says women come and go, but a good show rooster is a labor of love. I don't think I did anything wrong here, but my mom agrees with my dad too!

Is there a chance I could be the butthole or is my farming family as crazy as I think they are?
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