For those of you who are not familiar with my dealings with the Chicken Man, I suggest you start by reading the two previous posts: The Sanity of The Chicken Man and Quick Update On The Sanity Of The Chicken Man.
Now last week I again went to visit him to buy a bird in order to feed my offspring. I always feel trepidation as I walk up to the van even though my lasts visits have been perfectly normal.
This time though, I greeted him and having said hello in return he immediately told me: “One whole chicken, cut into four pieces?”. I was so speechless I could only nod…
My dear readers, I think that I can now definitely abandon my apprehensions. I do not know what has happened but it looks like the sanity of the Chicken Man is nothing to be worried about anymore!