It's interesting to see that South American and African chicken are seasoned so similarly.
These are some strong statements. Make up your mind.
You never know when or where it will happen but one day, one day soon, the chicken people will take over.
The song is ruined forever and I couldn't be more pleased.
My dinner is dancing to impress me. I'll eat that leg first.
Mad bucket love. I heart you too, chicken.
Let me perform for you the dance of my chicken people.
He may no longer have a head, but there are other orifices he can terrify you with.