I knew there was a reason I didn't like dark meat

Today, we had a rotisserie chicken for dinner. We don't do that often because we only eat white meat, so there's a lot of waste. The kids have never even had dark meat, only white meat. When we showed Ryder the whole chicken, he said he wanted and leg. And he gobbled it up. Then he asked for more, so Drew gave him some white meat. Which Ryder promptly returned to Drew saying, "No, I don't like that kind. I only like the kind that's like plastic." Which prompted the reply, "What??" So Ryder explained, "I like the rubbery kind of chicken! The kind I had before." Rubbery chicken. It's such an accurate description. Gross. Too bad he'll have to settle for white meat again in the future.