Last night we went to Burger King and got Chicken Royales. Three lots of chicken in as many meals, good job I'm not addicted. However, if I am what I eat then clearly I've been a chicken lately. This afternoon I was a ham salad sandwhich with no tomato but lots of salad cream and a pork pie. Tomorrow? Who knows!
Anyway, after all this chicken my stomach's a bit off. It's hard to pin point it though, I mean, look what I've had: home made barbeque chicken (potential for food poisoning), chicken chana curry (potential to be anything) and fast food chicken (again, could actually be anything). So, I'm just going to have to blame the chickens. Poultry: be warned, give me the squirts again and I'll be forced to kill you. But if I kill you, I'll have to eat you, which may not be such a good idea... Dammit, you always win.
Chicken: evil little blighters, they are.
MaFt
Friday, August 05, 2005
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