“Got Stuff to Do…”

Last night I was trying to remember something completely irrelevant and very silly, but it involved a rooster that my neighbor in Descanso had gotten with a bunch of chickens that had been hatched in the kindergarten class taught by her sister. This rooster was unsure of his gender identity. He couldn’t crow. He wanted to crow, but he couldn’t crow, and the girl chickens would have nothing to do with him. He looked like a female but he had a comb. It was rough for him. I named him Eddie Gizzard after my favorite (cross-dressing) comedian.

SOOOOOO the word “Glorious” took me immediately to…

Eddie Izzard is referring to this British series:

 

I particularly like this:

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/glorious/