If it bleeds we can kill it

Passover was totally uneventful this year. There were no random blind dates, no dogs on the table, no costumes straight out of a Kabbalah meeting, nothing. The only thing I did realize was that eating Passover with my brother is like being an extra on the set of Predator. I kid you not I watched and listened as he ate a whole chicken, bones and all. He literally sounded like a garbage disposal. I am beyond disturbed.