Thursday, April 26, 2012
Of Chickens and Fountains
See? So crazy I'm pretty sure those aren't coherent sentences to anyone but me.
I had heard about the chicken club, but that was about it. So when my friend and I spotted the adorable chickens we squealed and ran over to the Jerry-rigged cage which consisted of a couple of dinning room chairs and chicken wire. Luckily the people who were manning the station knew us so they just laughed as we climbed over the chicken wire and showed us how to pick up the chicken.
My other friend was rather excited, not about the chickens, but about crayfish boil so he drug us away from the cute chickens and towards the crayfish boil....which turned out to be in the backyard of the apartment complex. Granted, this may be an exaggeration, but the second we timidly walked through the fence into the backyard the music dropped and everyone turned to look at us. It felt like they kept watching us as we made our way over to the food. So, in all reality, probably one person looked, but it sure felt like everyone stopped what they were doing, wondering how these freshmen wandered over here. My friend was oblivious to this whole movie moment, grabbed a plate and loaded as many crayfish as he could. They were tasty, it just took way too long to get to the small amount of meat.
You can get thrown in on:
c)any random time that seems appropriate
Both Lee and Blair's birthday/half-birthday had fallen conveniently on some break, we realized that now was the perfect time to throw them in.