Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh
chris_walsh

Rocks explode. Jane transmits. Mountains float. Plums deify!

Forgot to tell you: I had Funky Chicken for lunch! The Funky Chicken, mind you, the apotheosis of all things Funky and Chicken-y, the gold-standard Olympic ideal of dancing fowl.

Ironically, it tasted like chocolate mothballs.
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