So I was eating quality grade lamp heated fried chicken yesterday, just chowing down on this greasy disaster, this modern day war crime, until I felt sick. It was while I was eating the wing that I realized something (and here I feel like I should mention that tequila was involved).
It looked like a fried human leg. Hours later, long after I was sobered back up, I kept thinking about it, and then I wondered what it would be like if Lindsey Stirling fried up my leg and ate it.
Has anyone here ever wondered about being fried up and kept warm by a heat lamp?