Yesterday was Chick-Fil-A's annual Cow Appreciation Day.
For those who are unfamiliar with the event, it's where you dress up like a cow and get free food at Chick-Fil-A.
If you wear either something on your head or the rest of your body (like cow spots), you'll get a free entrée; if you do both, you get a combo meal. The cow with the firefighter's costume was great this year; his official job was to have his picture taken with people, but he also posed for pictures for my brother (who's been using every chance he has to use the new Canon EOS Rebel T1i he got for his birthday), stuck his head next to people and startled them when they saw him, and some other stuff. He managed to fit in a booth, across the table from a girl who was waiting for her friends to get back; she apparently thought that was hilarious.
Perhaps the best act of all was when we were leaving: the cow grabbed several straws and handed them to us. I was slightly puzzled by that, until he showed what they were for, and started dueling with the "swords."
He "died" several times and fell on the floor, but he was just "sort of dead" (if you remember, there's "sort of dead", "mostly dead", and "all dead"), so he just revived, dusted himself off, and inflicted several casualties himself. The whole thing was pretty funny.
Before he became an actor, one job Brad Pitt had was as a giant chicken in front of El Pollo Loco.
I thought it would be great fun to get a giant chicken costume and go into Chick-Fil-A to duke it out with the cow.
-Max owt ;-)