A few years ago, I went to a barbecue and someone brought a b.b. gun. Obviously. We stood out on the back deck shooting cans off the railing, and it was agreed that I was so good at shooting a bb gun one-handed that I would definitely be our group of friends’s Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader in the event of a Zombie Apocalypse. (This was back in 2005 and I would argue that although Zombie Apocalypse jokes were already tired back then, they were not nearly as tired as they are now, and so some slack must be cut. Also, I really was very good with the b.b. gun and your team would be lucky to have me as its leader, so.) I’m not showing off my b.b. gun skills, although they are impressive, I’m trying to make a point: you learn things about yourself that you didn’t know before when you are at a barbecue. Secrets of the self are unlocked all summer long and the next day your clothes still smell like smoke and sauce. So get yourself to a barbecue, maaaaaaaan. Who knows what the mirror will reflect. And while you’re there, play this song:
The YouTube description for this video says that it is “a scene from the feature film “Chickens In The Shadows”.” So definitely make sure to look for that at your local cineplex. “One adult for Chickens in the Shadows, please.” “I’m sorry, ma’am, we’re all sold out for every show forever.” “Shoot!” And scene.