Tito loves the chickens. How can he not? Those round fluffy feathered rear-ends call to him. He has serenaded many a chicken under the light of the full moon. He really is quite the romantic bird.
He is a masculine chicken, although he is very much in touch with his soft sensitive side. It is this side of him that sometimes cries when he looks at particularly colorful sunset or sees a pair of fine feathered pantaloons waddle by.
Tito has a certain panache - chicken's and rooster's alike are drawn to him. He has a flair for the dramatic. When he plays his guitar and sings, he like to think he is Elvis. He has even considered heading off to Vegas to try his luck as an Elvis impersonator. But alas, he could never leave his chickens and his sweet little place on this earth.
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