Chicken Dinner


I picked up 8 pieces of fried chicken — 2 legs, 2 thighs, 2 breasts and 2 wings — at the Albertson’s deli today, which seemed like a pretty good deal for the family until my son decided to eat all 8 pieces himself.

Wait, I take that back . . .

“I’m going to eat this one,” I said, holding up one of the wings.

“The whole piece?!” he shouted.

“Are you kidding? You’ve got 8 pieces here.”

“Not anymore!” he shouted.

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