Consider Him Armed and Delicious

Sunday morning I went to Shaw's to buy groceries, because that's the exciting kind of crap I do on weekends.

Jak-El and I are standing in the checkout line. I'm putting groceries up on to the checkout counter, when I notice that the boy is muttering to himself and furiously brushing something off of his person.

Lois: Eveyrthing okay, kid?

Jak-El: (mutters, keeps flicking things off his arms)

Lois: What are you doing?

Jak-El: It's the Invisible Chicken! He keeps pecking at me!

Now, as usual, I thought the boy was full of baloney. There's no such thing as an Invisible Chicken.

Then, I looked out my window this morning and saw this:



Here's a close up:



Goddamn Invisible Chicken. He's everywhere.