And you’re welcome. Also, cluck.

It’s been a long day. Not a bad day. Just a day that’s already been somewhere around forty hours and it’s not quite done yet. My last lucid (well, you decide) thought was a brilliant ad campaign for Zaxby’s.

The “My Weight in Chicken” option.

Think about it. On 40+ hour days like this:

1. You know you need comfort chicken before you go postal, and

2. You also know you will never decide on Big Snak Pak (or whatever it’s called) vs 4 pc fingerz plate vs 8 boneless wings vs a signature sandwich aaaaaah

So you either get too little chicken and your mouth-stomach tag team scarfs it while your brain is still debating fork vs fingers. Or you get too much chicken and before you realize it it’s almost all gone and you feel kinda sick but there’s really not enough to save, just three half-eaten fingerz (because you just took bites from random pieces without paying attention), so you eat those too and then you’re really queasy.

With “My Weight in Chicken” you know you’re getting way more than you can eat in one meal and you’re going to have leftovers and it’s cool and also you don’t have to cook for awhile which gives you time to recover from this ridiculous long day.