So I'm on my way out to Lou's to pick up my car and I get a call from Lou. He says " Hey, I have a "legend" in my shop, 'The Chicken' is here right now!"
I told Lou I was just leaving the first toll booth on the 241 from the 91 and I'd be there in about 10 minutes.
I was soooo excited, I thought maybe I would get up enough courage to ask the "Legend of Lake Forest" to autograph my dash or something....... maybe Mr. Chicken would even see fit to school me a little on a few tricks for the street

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But, alas, when I arrived just a few minutes later, I was greeted with nothing but the smell of soiled chicken Garanimals underwear and tire smoke.........
And that rattling under boost you spoke to Lou about, perhaps that's just your teeth chattering... (or in Gary's case, tooth)......
Volleyball game, huh? Sure.
It's OK, we understand your reasons for not sticking around........

Never thought you'd stoop to dragging your kids into it though, not the Chicken...