Documentary on tribes: the cost of the tattoo is one chicken.
Raine: I wish I could charge people a chicken. I want to own a gas station out in the middle of no where and a lost family will drive up like "you got gas?" And I'll answer, "it'll cost you a chicken, or else git." Then I'll tweak my banjo menacingly.
Me: well what are you gonna do with all of those chickens?
Raine: I'll keep them at my house.
Me:
Raine: And at my house...with all my chickens, I will be the chicken lord. *CLUCKCLUCKCLUCKCLUCKCLUCK!!!!*


















