I once asked Ry Dowler why he named his rooster “The Gratification.”
He punched me in the face.
And as I was trying to keep the blood off my shirt, he said: “Cause it’s the only thing that still gives me satisfaction in this world.”
And then he punched me in the face again.
The Gratification is an intimate kind of beast. It circles its prey. It steps in, then out, and then in again. His rivals and detractors try and say that Ry loans out The Gratification for weird farm yard pornography. But anyone who knows The Gratification knows this animal knows it would never put up with that.
A week or so ago, Ry claimed he tore his carotid artery. We all know that’s bullshit. It was The Gratification, refusing to be tamed.
Come see The Gratification this Friday or Saturday.
It’s likely though, that you’re gonna end up in the hospital.