Are you a leg person, or a breast person, when it comes to chicken? Southerners, of course, know that the way to avoid saying words that sound dirty like that is to talk about a meat preference in terms of white or dark, or perhaps Darko, seeing as how the director’s cut is coming out. I think if chicken has a director’s cut, it probably comes cut from heirloom or rare varieties of birds like the ones Would You Like A Cup of Tea? is trying to raise in Detroit.
I am tempted to mail her some chickens, just because it seems so delightful to get chickens in the mail. I want some of my own, but the cats would eat them and besides I can’t imagine that Somerville zoning allows livestock. Apparently there’s plenty of farming space in the burned-out husk of Motor City.
Secretly Ironic 
I just discovered this charming plug and I wanted to assure you that a) cats don’t eat chickens, they just think about it and b) according to my roomate the law says that in “times of war” one is allowed to have as many chickens as one needs. See, there is something good about the Bush administration
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