Thread: Y Did The Chicken Cross The Road? Non-Rev Edition- 3

If you ever go to the interior part of Panama, way in the country somewhere, back in the day, I don't know about today, you could find someone, usually and old lady that specializes in cooking up a soup called "sancocho". It's made from chicken, and in the broth, they throw potatoes, yams, corn, tajada, yame, and other junk you never heard of. A good sancocho takes all day to stew. You pay her the money agreed upon, and she takes all day cooking this soup. Fresh killed chicken and all. We agreed to a particular chicken and paid the lady the money. As we were walking down the street later, in this western Panamanian town, this lady didn't waste any time. We could hear a loud shriek. We all looked at each other, and someone said, "Man, that sounded like a chicken getting its throat slashed". When the money is right and the deal is struck, look out chicken.

So why did the chicken cross the road? He didn't want any part of being made into a SANCOCHO!