Vietnam Vet Willy Woodsmoke doesn't sleep at night. He spends his nights wandering the town on anything hallucigenic he can get his beak into. With a dart permanently hanging from his mouth he gets into all types of scrapes, waking up the next day with fresh wounds. On one such night he met a mysterious cock who gave him a leaflet on the SFC cockfighting club. It was at this moment that Willy realized he had found his dream job. He could now have mind altering scraps, earn tendies and use said tendies to buy more drugs. It was a dream cycle. Now all he had to do was find the cluckin club. Who knows, he may stumble across it on another mind altering bender.
