It’s no secret that one of the greatest joys in life is
chicken. Sure, you could help out a stranger. You could even give half of your
worldly possessions to a charity of your choice; however there is absolutely no
going past a big arse roast chicken cooked to perfection.
I have this sister, her name is Rachel. One fateful
afternoon we came to the conclusion that if Scientology could be a religion then by that logic
we could start the Church of Chicken from the ground up. We’re still looking
for members by the way, right now it’s only the two of us. Enquire within.
Fried chicken, roast chicken, chicken burgers with just the
right amount of mayonnaise, tandoori chicken wings, hell, even popcorn chicken
from KFC is ill-prepared as it is gets my mouth watering beyond belief at the
very thought of it.
Like a very accurate Ingham commercial always said, if you
don’t like chicken, there’s something very wrong with you.
By Sid Shaw
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