He's singing in the back seat and, as we round the corner, he looks up and points out the window.
Happy: "Look, mama! It's Chick A Lay!"
Me: "Yep. Do you want some Chick A Lay for breakfast?"
Happy: [suddenly serious, possibly nauseous] "No. You drive away. Now."
The End.
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ReplyDeleteLOL, too funny! I love it!
ReplyDeleteLaughing soooo hard!
ReplyDeleteI am vegetarian, so I never go to Chickfila. But a friend dragged me there last weekend, and I was transported to a surreal, nightmarish universe, where children and adults alike, eyes glazed over, were dressed as cows--DRESSED AS COWS!--to get free sandwiches. I tell ya, it would take more than a $3 sandwich as ransom for MY dignity! Anyhow, I quietly took a picture of two women...no offense, but each was about 300 lb of lots-to-love, and they were both dressed in their fine bovine costumes. Weeeeeird!
ReplyDeleteI became a Chick-Fil-A addict years ago while working in a job that took me to Atlanta often. SO bad for you and SO yummy.
ReplyDeleteWe don't have Chick-Fil-A's in Seattle, and for that, I am glad.
I wish I lived close enough to a C.F.A. to get to that point. But I think I'm there with pizza. Which, to be honest, I thought was impossible.
ReplyDeleteOh snap. That is some funny schmidt. Poor McLovin.
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