The Old Chicken Boys

There are a group of old boys who all hang around outside the tejol's tending to there chickens and fighting cocks. They have tattoo's of cockerels on their arms and come home with a tidy wad of cash when they ave struck luck at the fights. When they are not tending to their chickens or off making them fight, they are at the tejol's. They sit around and watch pirated dvd's of the eagles and sing loudly. I always knew when they were having a get together, you can hear them before anything else. They sit around and fill the house with smoke and drink big slugs of cheap whiskey. This all goes on like clockwork every couple of weeks and always ends with them stumbling back to their houses and been well asleep by 4 in the afternoon. I am often invited to join but decline with the feeling i could never keep up. Heavy drinking is a part of poverty, its not a happy matter and there is no such thing as a quiet social drink. It is always heavy. It is an escape, we all know that alcohol can make you forget problems, but in this case it only creates more. Alcohol is the fuel of fights on bank holidays and the distinct lack of money that can make families go hungry at times. It has the same danger and forbidden quality that intrigues the youth world over, but it is and escape that takes them no where but to hang around with the wrong crowds. It sounds like the kind of thing your parents say to scare you, but here its real. The old chicken boy's mean no harm they sit and they smoke, they give banter and sing loudly to the eagles. They are just a percentage caught up in a forgotten world.