As I waited for the film to start, I wondered why no terrorists have bombed a cinema before now. I would if I was a terrorist. There's no security - there wasn't even anyone to check my ticket on the way in. And it's dark and anonymous inside, and everyone's concentrating on the screen. I should write to the cinema management.
I had the bucket of offal by my side in the cinema, and I realised, if we were bombed during the film, the 2 kilos of chicken fragments would have given the forensic DNA folk a bit of a puzzle.
By the way, you get some weird exhibitionists on the web. I did a search for photos of raw chicken, and these people came up. In the thumbnail it looks as if they're kids, but they're all adults, as you'll see if you click on it. Possibly the most fun you can have with handcuffs, a syringe and a gun.
Disclaimer - this blog does not endorse or approve of any kind of illegal activity. Weirdness is encouraged though.
