the other day, i didn’t find a dead bbq-ed chicken in the waste – i found two of them (and they were still warm). i turned some of it into Paella, and most i gave to the dogs.
the following picture was made by me homies when i was away:
it nearly blew my mind when i recognized the Sign of Eeeevil in the midst of the rubbish: the cucumber-pentagon!!1! hysterically, i shrieked in madness.
… and then more macabre chicken massdeath madness followed… left part (veggies & fruit) are from one supermarket’s bin, the packaged stuff is from another: (still frozen) chicken wings (“barbeque”), potato dumplings, pizza and tex/mex veggies containing tiny beef-burgers.
everything indicates: BBQ-season (and tropical fruit salad).
what a bizzare ritual.