Published Crispy yum yum child of God by Cecil Vortex • April 24, 2004 • 1 Comment The cinnamon chicken slid off the car roof. Gourmet exploding. Big messy boom. Plate shards, scattered like shark teeth. Chicken shards, scattered like chicken. On the driveway. In the lawn. And jeez: what a strange fate for this lightly basted cinnamon flavored crispy yum yum child of God.