I worked with a woman, let's call her "Tina," who was OBSESSED with chicken. If Tina wasn't eating chicken, she was talking about chicken. She could be bribed with chicken. She had a pair of foam rubber chickens on her desk that we stole and took incriminating photos of. She was devastated until they were returned. I painted her a picture of chicken, but living and cooked, that she proudly displays in her living room. Tina is a woman who could start her own chapter of CA ("Chicken Anonymous").