“call it chicken salad”
“call it crazy, or just chicken salad. But within reason, or without it i was in it too.”
“I may not know much, but I know chicken shit from chicken salad.”
“Even with all the mayonnaise in the world, you can't make chicken salad out of chicken shit.”
“Whoa!" he says with a smile. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepen. "Chicken salad a la George Orwell!”
“They call me Tater Salad”