El Pollo Dipshit

It's hot today. Real hot. The parking lot at El Pollo Loco was packed. People get all aggro over parking spaces at lunch too. In retrospect, it was probably smart to cut off a truckload of landscapers to get that spot up front. It was not smart to leap out the cab of my truck with my shoelace looped around the brake pedal sending me sprawling into the parking lot. I think when I was helplessly suspended- half in and half out of my truck, that was the landscapers' favorite part. I assume this because that's when they laughed the hardest.

Crazy Chicken, indeed.