It's the selective breeding mainly. It's to the point where they can't support their own weight on their legs. Horrible practice. My guess would be that it's probably not legal to take it this far in Canada; y'all may have some mass-production ethics problems of your own, but I very much doubt the practices are as…

Oh don't get me wrong, our mass produced chicken is terrifying too... I just don't know what you're doing to yours to make it twice as large as our! Like seriously, what is going on!

... so I like to think less that we're paying too much for chicken, and more like you guys are paying way too little and getting scary mutant chicken. ;)

You know how old the chickens you eat are? 37 days old! I don't know this bothers me so much but it does! It seems so wrong...

I wish I knew about the broccoli man! It was weird! We went grocery shopping and refused to buy it, going to *two* other grocery stores where it was ALSO $7. I don't know man, maybe no one in Port Orange eats broccoli? Whatever, its my ace in my back pocket when people start talking about poor people needing to eat…

In Canada, chicken breasts are $4.31 to $7.71, so $5.81/lb.

OMG THAT LAST ONE

She's going to be stuff of BCO legend.

Not to be "that girl" but it says 5 PM, not AM in the story.

this one reads like a B-movie feste...

She once won with a semi-automatic pistol.

She tourniquets her arm at the elbow with an ice pick and towel, washes the blood off, puts the offending knife onto the gas fire, heats it to a nice brick red and...wait for it...cauterize her own arm.

She plays Russian Roulette with 5 chambers loaded.

"She tourniquets her arm at the elbow with an ice pick and towel, washes the blood off, puts the offending knife onto the gas fire, heats it to a nice brick red and...wait for it...cauterize her own arm."

In her spare time, the chef from David's story enjoys Russian Roulette, eating glass, and arm-wrestling silverback gorillas during their mating season.

Let us all remember Saint Basil and his gallant sacrifice, amen.

Don't worry, it's not that great. Tastes very good and it's an entertaining task to fight your way into a whole one, but in general I prefer not to have to battle my way into my food.

Ladies and gentleman, I give you the tale of Saint Basil Fuckoff, the patron saint of waiters and bartenders.

All of those and you missed one of the funniest scenes in all of SG-1???