Hi. It’s me again.
A couple nights ago at work, I was slogging through rewriting murder stories (official count for Indianapolis is now at 11 since June 30… nine days ago) when I read a story that the original cop for The Village People was in the hospital after surgery on his vocal chords. So, for part of the early morning hours yesterday, then much of the evening today, this was on one of the pages of our site:
Sometimes, I just have to amuse myself.
Then today, we find what might be the exact middle ground between disturbing homicides and the hospitalization of a Village Person.
Suggested headlines are welcome in the comments, but first I have to ask… Which came first, the chicken or the…ah, nevermind.
How about just “Happy Hump Day!” Simple, subtle, elegant…
If someone had only answered when he asked, “where’s the beef?” that poor chicken could be alive today.
ChickenF*cker