I have my own parties. They involve being barefoot with a piece of fried chicken and margarita in each hand.

My fried chicken is very simple. I pan-fry it in a skillet.

Fried chicken is my husband's favorite food.

If they keep crashing stuff into the moon, the moon's gonna get pissed off, and the tides'll change, and all the women'll start PMS-ing together. Then you guys are going to fucking regret it.

I love to make fried chicken.

I love the smell of fried chicken.