Frozen Chicken. Walking down the street today, I did a double-take.
Five paces back, there was a full, naked, frozen chicken lying on the snowbank. A little bit of the back looked 'worn' or something, but otherwise it was totally intact. I have a witness.
We left it there. There's still a frozen chicken on the salt-blackened bank. Life is strange.
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