God forbid the DUmmy simply doesn't buy a smelly chicken.

There is nothing so small, so trivial, that a DUmmy doesn't want to place it under the thumb of the government. The DUmmy is getting juicy thinking about the Smelly Chicken Gestapo busting down some doors, dragging some store employees out into the street, and giving them some Warsaw-style street justice to the back of the head.