This morning, on my way to work, I saw a man delivering chickens to a restaurant/mamak shop. He had them all packed up in thin yellow plastic bags piled into a giant basket riding pillion on the back of his motorbike. He got off his bike and picked up the top two piles of chicken for delivery. Then for some reason or another, he placed them on the ground, none too gently at that.
So this morning, there were chickens bound for many people's plates sitting on the ground - dirty tar road - in thin yellow plastic bags.
That's all I have to say.