What were they thinking?

A catalog arrived at my house recently with the banner headline, "Last Chance! Sorry, this may be your last catalog unless you order. " I felt mildly threatened so I flipped on through. And that's when I saw this . . .

That's right, it's a chicken handbag. I've seen it oven-fried, roasted, as a nugget or a tender, fricassed, and noodle souped, but I have never seen it like this. Is there seriously someone out there saying, "You can keep your Prada and your Coach, I'll be carrying the Little Red Hen this season." What is this world coming to? I hope they keep their word and refrain from sending me this little treasure tome.