As I type this, my dad and I are texting back & forth about chicken. Yup. Chicken. I love chicken, my dad loves keeping chickens alive (AKA - doesn't like to eat chicken). We always try to one-up each other with comebacks. If it's not chicken, it's Coke vs. Diet Choke-er, uh... Diet Coke. I love the real thing, my dad loves that diet stuff. Eww!