For the past two nights, I have had Ayam Penyet for dinner. The translation for the name of this dish was given as 'Smashed Chicken', which to me conveys images of a chicken that got drunk the night before.
CHicken: Oh, man! I had a bottle of vodka, a bottle of Remy Martin and countless jugs of beer. I'm totally fucking smashed!
And then these Indonesians would jump out from behind bushes, catch the bird and defeathred it and deep-fried it.