200. Crunchy Baked Chicken

Has anyone else been taking the time that would typically be spent going out to dinner or shopping or seeing friends to watch really weird movies?

No? Just me?

I’ve actually been watching a lot of MST3K and RiffTrax (which is literally the same thing except RiffTrax doesn’t have space, robots, skits, or commercial breaks). They are comforting to me. Reminds me of Saturday mornings watching Comedy Central with my brother.

But anyhoo, I am here to talk about Birdemic: Shock and Terror (2010). This movie, man. It’s bad. Really bad.

There is absolutely no reason why anyone should watch this movie unless they like to hear “solar panels” repeatedly mispronounced (I cannot tell if the lead is either a non-native English speaker or if he has a hell of a speech impediment):

Or maybe you like shrieking birds:

Exploding birds:

Seaweed:

Utilizing wire hangers as weapons:
Joan Crawford approves.

Or young women dying by bird in the middle of a shit.

Yep. That happened.

But why do I REALLY I want to talk about Birdemic: Shock and Terror?

Because of this random, nonsensical song, which has been stuck in my head for the past week.

I want you to share my pain.

It has a hook.

It also has these inexplicable lyrics:

Young ladies are doin’ their make-up, and the brother’s can’t wait to HOOK up

Just gots on the radio, and I hear somebody say HEL-LO

So grandma starts to dancin’, and grandma starts to prancin’

To make sure that the fellas, don’t try any glancin’!

What the hell kind of family picnic is this?

And how am I going to loop this all around to card 200?

CHICKEN. Chicken is a bird. Not a flying bird, but a bird nonetheless.

And here is chicken, crispy and baked:

This was actually a pretty good recipe. The chicken was crispy and moist.

Don’t get too excited–that cake is store bought.