My wife was the <i>100th customer</i> at Chick-fil-a yesterday. They have this deal going where they give every 100th customer a free meal. Isn't that exciting!?!?

Anyway, I'm told that the bored-looking cashier said something like, "Well, your total was $5.45. But since your the 100th customer, it's free." Then she picks up this cowbell and rings it pathetically and unenthusiastically, and goes, "Whoooooo!" in a sort of mocking way. Then she hands Kathy her food and says, "Have a nice day."

I love chicken. :)

Sorry wolf, you'll have to look a bit farther afield. Emus can't fly, but they are birds.

Possibly the funniest sitcom episode of all time. Oh btw the wild ones do fly.

We're talkin' govt. agency standards here.

My response stands.

(incidentally, most "cooking" chickens (and turkeys) are bred to be extra heavy in the breast and therefore they are aerodynamically inadequate to the task of flying. Therefore, anyone having experience of an Arkansan farm chicken that can get aloft is not dealing with the same boid ... uh, I mean species.)