We may be spread across this planet, with different languages and customs, but there’s one language we all speak: fried chicken. And so when someone dares, in COLD BLOOD, to murder someone while they’re enjoying a nice ten piece?! Well. I don’t mind tellin you, it’s more than I can bear. From Seoul to Nashville, there is nothing so sacred as a batter-fried fowl. Derrick Sanders, how low can you stoop….