During a summer night a group of neighborhood kids were sleeping outside. One of the older kids (Roger Stone) had a car. Roger, myself and a couple of other kids decide we would go swimming at the reservoir. We had to push Roger's car away from the house so no one would know we were using the car. Off we went and after a while we were hungry with no money. Roger suggested that we sneak up to his house because his father had hundreds of chickens that were used by the VFW at Saturday night chicken barbecues. So we quietly entered into his cellar and took two frozen chickens from his father's freezer. Off into the woods to Broadvines where we planned to cook our chicken meals. We started a fire and put sticks into the frozen chicken. Need I tell you that we were not aware that you can't cook a frozen chicken. Well, the effort was fine but the results very disappointing. We were still hungry when we went back to our sleeping bags.
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