"if I had a nickel for every damn dime..."

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Do you think it will fly?

Every Tuesday, I take the girls out for fast food. I figure once a week they shouldn't get too hefty if I try to feed them right every other day. Have you taken a look at kids these days? Sonofabitch. They're HUGE. I can't wait until they age. And grow. That's it... I need to brush up on garage liposuction. A dollar a pound. I'll live like Bill Gates. But I digress. So we're at Burger King. (For the record, it's not even close to burger royalty in my opinion) But we're there. And we're eating. The girls finish and scream their way towards the big fuckin' thing kids play on when they're at fast food places. And I sit and finish my burger. I begin to take note of the scenery. (Besides the HUGE children attempting to climb the stairs in the big fuckin' thing) I begin bird watching. And they begin watching me. And they don't look like healthy birds. I decide I'll put them out of their misery and feed them more fries. And they eat them. Then something happens. I take a half eaten chicken nugget or strip or tender, and I throw it, (chicken) to the birds. I swear to God they attacked that little piece of chicken like it was the best Goddamn thing they had ever eaten. And they stole it from each other. And fought over it. I guess any Goddamn thing tastes good when it's fried.

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