One night after work he brought home a bag of roasted deli chicken. A whole deli chicken, hot, greasy and slick. He sat down on the couch and dug into that bag with all fingers on duty. He tore that bird up, bones and all. Smearing the grease all over his lips as he chewed the tender meat in his ravenous jaws. I'd never seen a man eat like that before, he polished off the entire bird, skin and all. There was something so disgusting, vulgar and animalistic about the whole sloppy spectacle.
Ryan, Carolyn & I were thinking it would be fun for us to have some drinks Thur. night or tonight. You should call me from the payphone. ------> Please call even if it's to say you can't make it. We just think it'd be fun. Luv Always, Amy & Carolyn I love you son! MOM P.S. Shakespeare & Ryan Rule!
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