Monday, February 2, 2009
Why is there orange oil oozing from my pores?
Oh that's right, it's from the 16 pounds of chicken wings I ate yesterday during the Super Bowl. I have decided that if I ever end up on death row I want my last meal to be fried chicken wings...spicy, fried chicken wings...not honey barbecue...with a side of homemade mac-n-cheese! The clouds parted, the sun came through and I heard celestial music while enjoying every last morsel of the oh-so-delicious wing...I need to stay far, far away from our fried, feathered friend...I think bad things could happen if I chose to go down that path...LOOK AWAY FROM THE LIGHT. Why can't they come in a fat-free version? Is that so wrong? sad.
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Speaking of holiday distractions...
...good times!

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