Guy in chicken suit. Yellow feather to just below the knee. Orange chicken shoes that only reach the ankle. Red "wings" and sunglasses perched on his head. One imagines there is a chicken head somewhere that will replace the sunglasses soon.
He walks in to the sb, no shame in his game, orders enough drip coffee to require a carrier and then came back in to get some other drink.
A woman yelled out at this second appearance, "hey, there's a chicken in here!"
He waved and smiled and told her what he was doing, but I didn't catch it (headphones you know). Then he put his sunglasses on and left.
I guess I prefer to wonder what he's doing rather than to know what it really is lest it be something mundane like selling chicken.
I am thinking he bought that suit one day at a garage sale because it fit thinking he would wear it for Halloween. But it turns out he can use it whenever he wants to get attention -- for himself or a cause.
Why do you think he was wearing a chicken suit lion a bright, sunny Saturday?
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