Cock-a-doodle-doo

What says welcome back to the Gamecock State more than actually having a live rooster living in your apartment complex?

I'm not sure -- nor am I sure how the Palmetto State became the Gamecock State. Regardless, I snapped a couple shots of said rooster.

He was running away from me, and I, unlike Rocky, am not that fast. Nor is the camera on my phone all that steady when a limping, fat dude is running and snapping at the same time. Still, the proof lies by the back tire of this truck.

Alice in Chains approves