|Kentucky Fried Elsie
||[Apr. 22nd, 2005|02:09 pm]
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I hate all the roosters around here. They're always strutting around, acting all macho...well, there is the one with the big wattles. He's the quiet type. I don't know, there's something in his eyes that makes me think he might be a kindred spirit. Something beyond the emptiness where I swear I can sometimes see my own torment reflected in the black depths...
But he likes her, too. Elsie. It's because she's the fattest. You know what they do to the plumpest, juiciest ones, don't you Elsie? Yeah, I'll see you in aisle 5.