Quite frankly, I’d rather order Domino’s

birdSo one of the pigeons is bitch-slapping the bejesus out of the white ones while her partner in crime is ripping off their grape heads and, knowing birds, every one of those fowl is dropping a deuce every thirty seconds. There is a story behind this entrée, and while I’m hazy on the specifics I can guarantee it involves a former culinary student, homelessness, and ABC’s newest competition cooking show “Iron Recycling Chef Who Usually Crashes Behind That Dumpster in Hell’s Kitchen.”



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