Cock-A-Doodle-Don't

Two of the women I work with have hired hit "men" to kill the roosters in their neighbourhood. Apparently, for 50 pesos a head, you can get them "taken care of" and the local kids are lining up, fighting for the job. It all started with a couple of noisy roosters with no sense of timing. That old adage that roosters only crow at the first sign of light is a crock! They do it all night long, in the middle of the night, the early morning and sometimes even in the afternoon. They have no concept of time. Anyway, Jane* and Cathy* (*names changed to protect their right to hire unlicensed poultry hunters) got tired of listening to the roosters in their vicinity so they "put the word out". They are paying 50 pesos per rooster. So far, Jane* has spent 150 pesos, Cathy* has put up another 150 pesos and the guy downstairs is also on board. As far as I'm concerned, all we need is one GOOD cock to fertilize the eggs. All the rest are simply superfluous!