i like chicken. i miss eating chicken. i cant eat chicken because i get chicken-pox-like bumps on my feet and they're effing itchy! but its getting harder and harder to avoid chicken. last saturday was a new low, when it comes to missing chicken.
i was plesantly buzzed with alcohol. my eye caught the forearm of the guy next to me. it reminded me so much of chicken drumstick. i was about to take a bite out of it. my open mouth was inches away from his arm... then i realized chicken is not good for me... so is he.
so i stopped. and i drank some more.
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