The Chicken Burger

A woman heads into a fast food place and buys a chicken burger. Sitting down at the table, she bites into her meal . . . then immediately spits it out again. There's something sour in there. Looking at it, there's some kind of whitish sauce coating the chicken. She didn't order mayonnaise. The woman takes her burger back to the counter.

The boy behind the counter takes back the burger and gives her a refund. He's puzzled though; he knows they don't even have mayonnaise in at the moment. He saves the burger and shows it to his friend after their shift is over. The friend pokes at the white stuff and wrinkles his nose.

He's heard of this before, he explains. The chicken that went into the burger must have been sick; a tumour or a cyst or something. The blister survived the slaughtering process intact and made it into the burger. When the women bit into it, she must have burst the cyst. "Yep," says the friend, "that white stuff is chicken pus."