1. Comedy Central’s debut foray into made-for-TV-movie-making, Porn n’ Chicken, premiered this past Sunday.

1b. Frankly, it sucked.

2. However, if you’re a regular reader of this site, and you missed that premiere, you’ll probably want to catch the replays this weekend (Friday @ 11:00p, Sat @ 11:30p).

3. That’s because the movie is about me.

3b. And I don’t mean that in some vague, figurative sense. I mean I sold my life rights to Comedy Central for the film.

3c. Along with three fellow Yalies, I founded PnC, and served as a member of the elusive ‘Tri-Colored’ Council.

4.. The truth of PnC is, by and large, much funnier than the fiction.

4b. Therefore, I highly reccomend that diligent readers attempt to gain access to ongoing PnC events.

5. To assist in that quest, I will now disclose some heretofore closely guarded secrets of the brotherhood.

5b. First, the Logo, to assist in locating the week’s secret meeting place:

5c. Second, the password exchange, to secure entrance:

Chicken 1: We are Unconcerned but not Indifferent.

Chicken 2: For five dollars I will give you the Reach Around.

5d. Nota Bene: As in Eyes Wide Shut, there is no second password.

6. Porn n’ Chicken is Yale