What Came First... the Scrambled Baby Chicken or the Sausage Gravy Covered Horse Patty

First, let me explain what the hell is going on here. There's this drinking game... "What the F*ck?"... Yes, that's the name of the game (Sarah bought it at the dirty store [aka, sex store, toy store...]). It has a plethora of inappropriate questions, and the purpose is to guess what another person will answer to one of these tasteless inquiries.

Well, one question that came up on a road-trip (members being Brittany, Sarah, & Chris) was "Would you rather eat scrambled, about to hatch baby chickens, OR sausage gravy covered horse patties (aka, horse shit)?" The question was asked to me, so Sarah & Chris had to guess what I'd answer. They thought I'd choose the latter (horse shit), but I chose what any other sane person would choose: chicken. They claimed I was disgusting! They'd rather eat horse shit than nicely scrambled chicken!! Now every time they proclaim, "Scrambled baby chicken eater," I have to drink. I think that they should drink when I yell out, "Gravy covered poop eater!"

Let me continue this saga by saying, every time we ask this question to anyone else, the person ALWAYS chooses chicken. What does that mean? Hmmm... Further more, on December 30, 2006, Chris stated that he's STARTING TO RETHINK HIS POSITION ON THE SCRAMBLED BABY CHICKEN DEBATE. That's right, folks. He's come to his senses and realized that no matter what you cover it in, poop will NEVER be okay to eat (unless you're Wicket, and then cat poop is a delicacy. And that still isn't okay).