Brian took me to the Friday Market in Cairo. In the market, you can buy fish:
and view impressive feats of balancing:
A cluster of four women in dark Muslin garb were cutting up a chicken. You can see the chicken on the table in this photo:
The woman furthest away saw my camera and spoke in Arabic to the others. They turned to look. Five seconds later, one of them hurled a piece of chicken innard at me, missing me by only a couple of inches.
JTR asked me which chicken part they threw. I didn't look! Something told me it wouldn't be a good idea to chase down the chicken part, and then lean way over to take a photo of it, with my back to the women and their chicken carcass.