You Don't Like Chicken?

Bj's great-grandmother lived in Auburn for many years before she passed-away.  On the weekends many of us would head to her house to help her clean, fix things and do yard work.  We usually had a good time and always walked away with stories to tell.

One particular weekend we were working a way and Grandma decided to treat us to Kentucky Fried Chicken.  She asked Kami to go with her to help pick-up lunch (riding with Grandma Thompson is always an adventure, but I'll save those stories for another time).  About an hour later, Grandma and Kami safely arrived at the house with chicken and all of the fixing's in hand (no small feat).  The table was quickly set and food passed from person to person as we filled our plates. 

Now, many of you know, I don't prefer to eat meat...although I love KFC, not for the chicken but for all of the comfort food (mac & cheese, mashed potatoes, coleslaw, etc).  Rarely do I go hungry when eating at KFC. 

Anyway, we were eating and enjoying each others company when Grandma noticed my plate and in her thick southern accent said, "Well now Shannon, you didn't get any chicken, Bj, pass that chicken over to Shannon so she can have some!"

"Grandma, it's OK, I don't like chicken," was my reply.
Grandma, in her Tennessee accent said, "WHAT! You don't like chicken!?  Well, you should've said something, I would have bought you a sandwich."

We continued to eat and chat.  A few minutes went by and Grandma, again, noticed my plate and said, "Pass that chicken down here, Shannon didn't get any chicken!"

"No thank you Grandma.  I'm OK, I don't like chicken."
"WHAT! You don't like chicken!?  Well, you should've said something, I would have bought you a sandwich."

A few more minutes passed as we were eating and giggling when Grandma looked at my plate and in horror said, "Kami, pass that chicken on down to Shannon, she didn't get any chicken!"

At this point, no one could hold in their laughter and many had to leave the table before food flew out of mouths and people started choking.

The moral of the story...when Grandma offers you chicken, take some.