Chick Chow: Fried Falcon Eggs

So, it seems that our “friendly” rivals in Atlanta decided to egg the Saints’ team bus after the boys landed in that feral, rabies-infested, festering hole that they call ATL. Egging, really? That’s so 12-years old and hardly creative. Back in the day growing up in the enchanting Covington, Louisiana, kids knew how to vandalize and do it well. In their pre-teen years, they would  roll and egging houses (see, Atlanta, pre-teen years). Then, as time would pass, kids grew more sophisticated and moved onto forking houses on the night of the first frost (it’s harder to get the forks out). The piece de resistance was a bit more refined and my personal favorite, the shrimping of cars. A silent but … [Read more...]