There's something to be said about complete transparency and honesty, isn't there?

Denell McCaul lives in Clarksville, about halfway between Lansing and Grand Rapids. She's put out a plea on social media for somebody, ANYBODY to take her pet rooster. For free. She says she really doesn't care what kind of home he goes to because, well, he's an a**hole. The post reads:

FREE to good home. Well, any home really. At this point I don't give a shit what kind of home this inconsiderate jerk goes to: ASSHOLE ROOSTER. He's the perfect rooster if your alarm is broken and you need to be awake at 5:30 a.m. That is his only setting, 5:30. He has no snooze button but will be quiet just long enough for you to fall back to sleep and then he'll start back up with his obnoxious cock-a-doodle-doing right outside of your windows. It's like he knows where you sleep and can zone in on that particular window so maybe he has some sort of special x-ray vision where he can see sleeping people behind walls. He is also a perfect rooster if you want to start running... around your yard... while you're trying to get away from him. He no longer goes after me as he is also an instructor of interpretive dance. Or at least that's what I imagine it looked like as I went after him flapping my arms, jumping up and down, kicking at him, yelling and screaming, and swinging a mop in his direction. So, if you're looking for an alarm clock with the only setting being 5:30 a.m., a personal trainer and a dance instructor, I have the perfect rooster that is able to fill all 3 of those positions FOR FREE! But you're coming out to catch this asshole, I want to see your first interpretive dance lesson.

I seriously don't know which part of this I love the most: the part where she alls him an "inconsiderate jerk," or the part where she says you'll need a dance instructor to come out and catch him. Ahem, I'm sorry...catch "this a**hole."

Does anybody wanna take a drive to Clarksville with me, out of pure curiosity? He's got a mean mug, that's for sure.