*CIA comes back, with reinforcements, and throw angry chickens at HDS* YOU ARE WANTED BY THE WTHDTGHP! (When The Hell Did They Get Here Police). :wooha:
*Also gets hit by chicken* Ouch! Watch we're you're chucking that stuff, Hungarian...
*Grabs a giant novelty knife and fork made of polystyrene, enters bullet-time, and begins cooking and eating the chickens as fast as they almost hit him*
Cannibal, silly. XD *Balloon rapidly loses volume* Oh deaf. Mus flap wings! *Tries, remembers that he is a fried chicken and thus has no feathers* Poopie. *Falls*