Well, let me tell ya 'bout SKITS - a spry lil' fella with a wild spirit, always playin' 'round outside with his goats in them vast fields 'round his cozy ol' farmhouse. The sun was a-shinin' high up in that big ol' sky, paintin' everything in a warm golden hue, but SKITS couldn't shake one thing from his mind - that mouthwaterin' smell of fried chicken comin' from the kitchen window.