Ladies and Gentlemen, feathered friends and folks beyond, welcome to the coop! The etherealistic, psychedelic spectacle of the Super Fried Chicken Fight Club! Tonight, we witnessed an electrifying encounter that will crack every egg in the basket!

In the red corner, with a record of 26 wins and 29 losses, the veteran gamecock who has sniffed more than his share of the ethereal rainbow, the stouthearted stallion of the ring - Smoky LaCock! Pitted against him in the blue corner, a plucky peacock that’s faster than a flash fryer, with a record of 22 wins and 15 losses - it’s the feisty and fiery pico de gallo!

As the bell rang out, a hush fell over the neon-lit arena. The first move was crucial, and pico de gallo was not here to play. Faster than a hiccup, pico launched a devastating palm strike aimed squarely at Smoky’s beak. Blood spurted from Smoky’s nose as if our feathered hero had struck oil on the crude fields of Barstow. Disoriented but not deterred, gritty Smoky steadied himself, blood dribbling down his beak, readying for retaliation.

Yet the clock was running on borrowed time for our crimson cornered combatant. Each drip of blood sapped his strength. Smoky’s wound was an open faucet of his power. But this old rooster wasn’t ready for the roast quite yet. He spat defiance, hissing through clenched beak as the battle raged on.

However, tonight was baked for the blue corner. With every forceful peck and clawing strike, pico de gallo etched his supremacy on the flesh of Smoky. Then like a flash of light through the plume of neon and smoky ambiance, pico de gallo swooped in. With a move that can only be described as poultry poetry in motion, he cooked Smoky LaCock well done!

The curb of victory had been served and pico de gallo was settle firmly on top. Shock and awe descended as the crowd erupted in the ecstatic cheers! Feathers and neon lights cascaded down as pico de gallo stood in triumphant glory. This, ladies and gentlemen, was not a fight – it was a sizzling spectacle of clucking command!

Until next time, remember folks, in the SFC’s Fight Club, it’s not chicken feed – it’s feeding on champions, and tonight, pico de gallo has feasted well.