Clearing out your throat

I, ever the optimist (waiting to get my teeth kicked in), naively suggested that, "chicken processing most likely means washing and packaging of chicken parts, yes?" The description in the file was sufficiently vague about the facility's operation, I thought, as to allow this interpretation. I stoutly declared that, "as long as it's not a slaughterhouse, I'll be fine." My cleverer counterpart, however, prepared herself for the worst.

Later, standing in a pile of feathers drenched in...some red semisolid stuff...we listened to the facility manager explain, "here is where we receive the birds. Here is where they are placed on the line. Here is where we knock them out with electricity and here is where we cut their..."

Gulp.

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One of my dining companions, a sweet, fresh-faced young woman, innocently used the term "spanking my kitty," to describe how her literal, feline cat likes to play. I thought I heard some guys at the next table over choke on their food...