We're at work.. we don't have a sink for washing up, so we don't have plates. Or knives... one half is for me and one for my partner.. when the two halves are bagged up separately, he gets his, I get mine. We tear open the bag, stick a load of peri peri on the side or flaming hot cajun and tuck in.. when I get back with a full chicken in one bag it absolutely ruins the lunch experience and this is what I will say to asda.
They advertise in the display halves of chicken at £3.25 .. a full chicken is £5.95.. I could save 55p a day and a load of hassle but will I fuckerslike... they don't have a separate rotisserie spinning round with half fuckin chickens in.. they have the whole water infested bird there. When the little tray where the halves live runs out, they cut the whole chickens up.
If I go in a butcher's and ask for slices of meat I can ask which end I want slicing, I pick which fuckin sausage roll I want and what coloured fuckin egg. And for the last 18 months in asda Keighley the normal fella behind the counter and the two younger girls who work there have been mint.. service with a smile.. this manky cunt will not win with me. I will win the chicken war without a fuckin bastard doubt