Friday, September 07, 2001

Fried Chicken: DENIED. Our boss at work decided to buy us a shitload of Popeye's chicken for lunch today: 40 someodd pieces of greasy, tender, steaming hot regular and spicy fried chicken. What did the H-Dog say? No thanks. I'll just much on this overly large tub of Red Beans and Rice, because I taint misbehaving no grease in this new "al natural" diet. I drank a large thing of water to wash it all down. I did have a smoke afterwards but, hey, I can work that off, right?
posted by HZA | 12:50 PM | email | archive