Heard that bobbi!

Reminds me of something else too. Bob Evans, the restaurant and sausage guy, used to have a festival down at the family farm just south of me in Rio Grande, Ohio. One of the big events was a "Chicken Flying Contest." As I'm sure you know, chickens aren't exactly world class flyers. You took your chicken and loaded it into a mailbox and then coaxed it out by yelling, flapping,tapping on the box.......just so you didn't touch the chicken. Sorrowfully, popular as it was, they discontinued this event.

Some bigass redneck selected his chicken and loaded it into the mailbox. He then produced a baseball bat and with a mighty swing, sent his bird on pretty good "flight." Some of the crowd was in shock, others horrified, and a few had dissolved into fits of uncontrollable laughter. It was the end of an era...............

Spaw