Luckily, I was able to satisfy an irrational craving for fried chicken before the sickness hit me. My small town doesn't have Popeye's, which I prefer, so I had to make do with KFC. Bought myself a bucket of chicks plus trimmings-- enough to last me three days. The wholesale slaughter that ensued, once I brought that bucket home, was pleasing to the gods.
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Thursday, April 26, 2012
luckily
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