Oh, also – somebody left a container of Church’s chicken in the fridge at the Cambrian hall. If you’re reading this now, somebody, I brought it home for Kodos to eat. And eat he did, with relish. I also had Church’s on the weekend, while Marlo was not enjoying her pizza hut dinner choice. And when the guy at the counter repeated my order of “can I get two breasts” to the female line worker, he smirked.