This is for Beck (see this link).
How far I will go for a little joke: salvage chicken neck bones from the stock pot, pull out the little bits of spinal cord, rinse, and photograph them.
How far I will not go: bleach them, make a necklace out of them, offer it as a blog giveaway
How far it should be easy to go but somehow I haven’t been able to bring myself to: throw the bones in the trash after photographing. It turns out that chicken neck bones kind of grow on you (not literally, thankfully). (“It’s my vestigial twin!”)