Every day, the situation with various potential bird-spread pandemics gets scarier and scarier. Virus mutations, nonexistent stockpiles of vaccines, outbreaks, quarantines, etc. With all this, I’m having to balance my love for birds with my fear of dying from them. Now today, yet another addition to that fear has just come to my attention:

Teen Finds Razor Blade in Chicken Sandwich:

PALM COAST, Fla. – A 16-year-old student bit into a razor blade while eating a chicken sandwich he purchased at his high school, authorities said.

Great. Now I have to worry about getting addicted to cocaine by eating chickens who happen to be junkies. Just what I need.

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After reading all the latest doomsday info around the blogosphere regarding the possible probable bird flu pandemic, I’m beginning to get a little bit concerned.

Here’s where my concern lies: When I get the flu, I find that chicken soup makes me feel better. Chickens are birds. Shit.

This leads me to another thought: If chicken soup helps me feel better, surely this will help any bird flu infected chickens feel better too.

At this point then we have a toss-up between bird flu and mad chicken disease. We are doomed.

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