Festive Chicken

Martha Ackmann, my high school journalism teacher (who I learned a lot from) has a thing on her Facebook page entitled "Signs I Like."   It is full of off-beat and peculiar real, honest-to-goodness signs that are good for a chuckle or a scratch of the head. 

This past Sunday afternoon I saw one of those signs that made me scratch my head.

While heading west on U.S. 72 from my mother-in-law's home in Florence, Ala. to our home in Pocahontas, Ark., Marilyn and I passed through the city of Corinth, Miss.  Most of the town sits along the highway, so you pass by nearly every fast-food restaurant known to Western civilization.

As we were about to pass a KFC, I couldn't help but do a double-take as to what was written on the marquee.  It read, "12-piece Festive Chicken Dinner."

What is a festive chicken?

Does it mean the dinner is served with only meat of happy chickens?   For that matter, does it mean they have "Unhappy Chicken Dinners?"  I mean, is there a chicken farm somewhere in Wilkes County, N.C., or Tift County, Ga. that only raises happy chickens?  Do they have organized sports and group hugs?  Is there feed dipped in Jack Daniels?  What makes a festive chicken?  Maybe the legs and thighs are a little more plump from dancing because they are so happy.  It is really a mystery.

If anyone knows the origin of festive chicken, please leave a comment following the blog or email me.   I really do want to know.