When I smoked the neighbor's chicken. Just left the house on the way to work when the chicken decided to cross the street just as I was going by. The poor bird saw the car when it was too late, and tried to fly but landed on my hood and bounced off the windshield, and fell off the other side of the car. It kept running across the street and came to a stop on its back against the curb withits legs flailing in the air still trying to run. Felt bad for the chicken, but could not stop laughing at how the dead chicken was still trying to run. Didn't have time to speak to the neighbor, but when I came back from work, I presented him with a bucket of Kentucky Fries. Told him the whole story, and he started to laugh. He said he found the chicken against the curb, and it did not look too bad, so he plucked and cleaned it and gave it to his wife to roast.

 

ur neighbor may be one of the coolest guys ever

 

when i smoked specter's elantra with the ION[>:]