As a soccer coach, I can provide the local weather forecast for practice and game days, which in October, pretty much means every day. But I’ve never forecasted this:
In the unfortunately named town of Assawoman, Virginia, a local teen’s horseback riding lesson “ended abruptly after she was hit in the head by a foot-long hunk of raw chicken that fell out of a cloudless sky,” reports the Gannett News Service. (I noticed that Gannett left the part under “Filed Under” blank. Maybe “Falling Fajita Fixin’s?)
Lucky for the teen, she was wearing a riding helmet when the chicken fell from the sky in a “The Gods Must Be Crazy” moment, because it landed square on her head.
Gannett reports: “Officials from a nearby Tyson Foods Inc. processing plant denied that the flying chicken parts originated there.”
No, the chicken originated from the sky. Duh.
A few officials offered the scenario that the chicken was, in fact, improperly composted dead chickens from a nearby farm, transported by “high-flying seagulls.”
There’s a joke in here somewhere about Chicken Little and the sky falling, but it’s not coming to me, because this actual quote by an environmental quality official is way funnier:
“We can’t have pieces of chicken falling out of the sky.”
No, we can’t have that. And neither could the horseback riding teacher, who ended the lesson early, on account of chicken parts falling from the sky.
