Kababs
Everyone’s a cheat!, well , the chicken kabab restaurants anyway. The stiff rubbery chicken tastes like cardboard marinated in spicy gravy and wrapped around a few bones by someone with a very bad grounding in fowl anatomy. A summary investigation by yours truly into these foul goings on reveals a serpentine chain of deceit, involving a chicken farmer, a truck with a busted crankshaft and a dodgy meat distributor. While I unravel this tangled web of kababs, a hungry mob bays at me to get the rest of the order and be quick about it, I drop the investigation, after all ones family clutching your hair and spewing out orders by the second hardly allows the use of the little grey cells.
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