@Bad_Banner "Colonel Sanders could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this American city before. There could be KFC anywhere." The cool wind felt good against his feathery chest. "I HATE KFC" he thought. The Chicken Dance song reverberated his entire car, making it pulsate even as the $9 seed and feed circulated through his powerful thick drumsticks and washed away his (merited) fear of fast food after dark. "If I wasn't a flightless bird, I could go anywhere I wanted" he said to himself, out loud.