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					<description><![CDATA[She gasped when she saw it.  This was no ordinary cock! 

This was Rex Goliath, 47 pounds of the meanest fighting-rooster ever to enter the ring!  No blow was too fowl for him! 

His owner said, &quot;I&#039;ll make it easier on you, sweetie.  I&#039;ll remove his spurs.&quot;  Instantly she relaxed. There was still the beak and all those feathers, but this WAS supposed to be a torture table after all.  At least its comb and wattle had been trimmed off (typical of gamecocks).  The only thing she couldn&#039;t handle was a pecker wearing a French tickler! 

She let out a scornful laugh. &quot;Bring it on!&quot; she scoffed.  &quot;I&#039;m a seasoned newspaper reporter, and for me this is just another pullet surprise!&quot;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She gasped when she saw it.  This was no ordinary cock! </p>
<p>This was Rex Goliath, 47 pounds of the meanest fighting-rooster ever to enter the ring!  No blow was too fowl for him! </p>
<p>His owner said, &#8220;I&#8217;ll make it easier on you, sweetie.  I&#8217;ll remove his spurs.&#8221;  Instantly she relaxed. There was still the beak and all those feathers, but this WAS supposed to be a torture table after all.  At least its comb and wattle had been trimmed off (typical of gamecocks).  The only thing she couldn&#8217;t handle was a pecker wearing a French tickler! </p>
<p>She let out a scornful laugh. &#8220;Bring it on!&#8221; she scoffed.  &#8220;I&#8217;m a seasoned newspaper reporter, and for me this is just another pullet surprise!&#8221;</p>
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