Granted, but the chicken has food poisoning. You are brought to the hospital by your friend who saw you vomit and collapse and you remain there for almost three weeks recovering. You become afraid of chicken in any form and refuse to eat it. As new types of chicken are introduced by different restaurants, you feel that you can no longer trust your normal food not to be chicken even when it looks nothing like chicken. Your paranoia grows and you friends and family worry that you will stop eating entirely. You are taken to a psychiatrist and diagnosed with alektorophobia. As your condition worsens, your family realizes that their fears are quickly becoming reality. You are now eating only celery. Your stool has deteriorated into a sloppy green-brown mush that comes out in a few small puddles at a time. You lose weight rapidly and are soon under 40 kg. As your relatives give up hope, you give up celery, and starve to death. You have long wondered what death would be like; if there would be an afterlife. Now you know… heaven is full of CHICKEN!
sorry about my post… it took me so long to write that someone else got in there first while i was writing it… I guess the next person can disrupt 2 wishes…