I take a piece of Church's and first tell the chicks, "This isn't church this is Church's Fried....Um........Um........[you don't wanna know ]"
Then I take little pieces of the dear departed fryer and dangle them in front of the chicks. It becomes a peeping riot....or is it a sort of evil football game?? Whoever gets a piece runs like a quarterback and tries to avoid being tackled.
There is hardly any food they get more excited for.