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  • Andy:

    They're apparently having to tag their frozen chickens now. They're getting away with frozen chickens. It's not like it's something easy to nick, is it? A whole frozen chicken. Especially one that's starting to melt. What do ya do - "Oh, I'm a pregnant woman... and me waters have just broken..."

  • Russell:

    I know a way to get out, right. Thinking beyond the box is to put a chicken on your head and then start screaming about being genetically modified. Everyone would be terrified about it.

  • Dara:

    A frozen chicken?

  • Russell:

    But really go for it, ram it on! Maybe sellotape it around, right? And then go "WWWWUUURRRGHHH!! WUUURRRGGGHHH!!" And then everyone - "Back off! It's happened, it's happened!" You get home, nom nom nom, yknow!

  • Dara:

    That is an incredible plan. It's just - I can't, I can't see a flaw in that plan! You walk into a shop, you ram a frozen chicken onto your head-

  • Russell:

    Or Blutac!

  • Andy:

    Really ram it on!

  • Dara:

    And then go "Ooooaaagghhh!!" And that alone has them going "I'm terribly sorry!"

  • Frankie:

    Why not have sweeties for eyes and sausages for fingers? Nothing for desert in your plan, Howard?! YOU'VE JUST NOT THOUGHT THIS THROUGH, HAVE YOU?!?!