Sounds like the title of a horror story:
Michael looked worriedly at the clock slowly ticking away the last of the days sun.
He glanced out of the misty windows and rubbed away the condensation already forming. It's going to be a cold one tonight he muttered to himself as he glanced over his shoulder at the noise the kettle made on the aga.
As he turned and walked towards it, something caught his eye. The laptop light blinked, alerting him to a post on his YouTube channel.
He clicked on it, ready to delete, when a video sprang to life. A large chicken appeared on the screen and squawked...we know what you did last summer! A high screech was let out as picture after picture flashed up on the screen of his last few months partying with his 'friends.' The chicken leaned forward and whispered...