I ain't no chicken!

After narrowly escaping a lethal bacterial infestation from eating raw chicken at Square Boy, you would think I could never set eyes on a piece of souvlaki let alone eat at Square Boy again. Well, ladies and gentlemen, last evening I walked right into that wonderful dump and ordered myself the chicken souvlaki on a bun and greek salad. Poison me, I say, as long as I get to enjoy eating it.