I was having dinner in the Kirkland dining hall with Mark, and I had the chicken with me because I had to have the chicken with me at all times. This was college. And the dining hall was serving chicken for dinner and I had to feed my chicken, so I… Well, I took little pieces of chicken and I gave it to the chicken. Someone must have seen me because the next thing I knew, I was being accused of forced cannibalism.
I’m ready to start rooting for the canes,, what do I need to know to start loving them?