Warm thighs, moist and juicy lips, slippery fingers that beg to be licked, and a nice greasy box to stick your bone in, for your parting shot!
That's how a friend of mine romanticised his meal from KFC, last night.
Personally, I think he may be eating too much of the stuff, but I was reluctant to suggest alternatives such as Burger King or Pizza Express, for fear that his soliloquy could take a turn for the worse.
Though I did suggest, hinting that I be kept right out of the picture, that it may be time for him to find a girlfriend!
His consequent belch, followed by a dismissive shrug, said it all really.
Coming Back With Front.
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Good grief, this thing is still here? Doesn't Blogger ever put it's rubbish
out for the binmen?
7 years ago
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Or the BSG MSG fans among your readers might prefer this
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