Friday, January 21, 2005

Fantasy

Forget about men. Can a sista get some solid food? I have been craving some fried chicken for the longest (in my world, that's about 2 hours.) When you have been living on soup, oatmeal and the occasional meal followed by heavy doses of Mylanta, a dream or two of solid food is bound to happen. I never really crave fried chicken, but I feel that I must have some ---NOW! Spicy chicken strips from Popeyes will probably ease my pain, but take my stomach on a whirlwind. It might just be worth the risk.

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