Two good friends of mine provide today’s story. When they were young, J and M were on a trip with J’s family, and they stopped at a restaurant called Mr. Chicken for a meal. As the story goes, J used the restaurant’s bathroom. Apparently he used all of the bathroom, pissing all over the toilet, floor, walls and sink. Everything.
J was laughing about his exploits as he returned to the table but didn’t explain, just waited for M to use the bathroom and discover what had been done. M did use the bathroom next. J waited patiently for M to return so he could get a reaction…but he didn’t get the one he expected.
M came back from the bathroom non-plussed. J waited for a comment on the piss covered room, yet it didn’t come. J finally asked if he had noticed what had been done. M replied that he did, so he followed suit, pissing on every surface in the dirty bathroom.
That is when the term Mr. Chicken became a noun and a verb. As in, “I’m totally going to Mr. Chicken their bathroom,” or, “He gave the room a solid Mr. Chicken.”
Asked for comment, this is what I just got from M:
Me: i need a quote about mr. chicken. why did you do it?
M: why do you ask about mr. chicken
M: where did this come from
Me: too many questions
Me: why did you do it?
M: how do you know about mr. chicken
Me: everyone knows about that
Me: perhaps not your employer (yet), but it’s otherwise well known
M: why do you bring it up now
M: i’m not giving you anything until i understand how this influences me
Me: forget it.
M: i’m very uneasy about what just happened