Burrito Apocolypse

See? More chicken. Don't eat chicken in these parts, folks.

I can see what this guy was thinking, too. "I ain't bothering to chew this cause ima just puke it up anyway."

Moar Chicken Puke

You know, this just doesn't even phase me anymore. Chicken puke in the rain? No problem. I'm impervious to the random disgustings about this neighborhood.

I am kind of starting to become suspicious of the chicken of the area, though, since it does seem to get puked up a lot.

The Horrid Puke Bake

You really don't realize just how much puke is out there, folks. It's everywhere--we just opt not to notice. I've trained my mind and honed my perceptual skills to, um, perceive these piles of gastric distress, however, and I'm getting quite good at it. Sometimes I can see a potential blog entry up to 200 meters away. True story.

Well, actually I could smell this one 200 meters away because it was baking.

Seeing that this was right outside of Downtown Freddy Brown's I'm guessing it was the Chicken Mushroom Casserole--which happened to be their special today.

Too Drunk to Chew their Chicken Strips

This was beyond gross and was a severe test of my fortitude and endurance. You should Paypal me some money for the second shot alone. Look how close I got!

This is a clear cut case of someone being too drunk to chew but not drunk enough to get themselves out of sight to puke. Be honest now, we've all been there.