The Biscuit Poo

Looking at a poo is a bit like taking a Rorschach Test. You notice odd shapes of things, and suddenly that’s all you can see. Above, I see a chicken wing on the right. Consequently, the whole thing now looks to me like a chicken. I haven’t actually eaten chicken for weeks. I don’t mind it, but it’s not something I’m too keen on. The poo above is probably the result of a stir fry last night, plus some Coke and a few biscuits. But still, what I see is a chicken