Brian ordered a three piece chicken from Popeye’s yesterday. A lady came out, gave him seven and smiled about it. Brian gave the extra chicken to me, and now I know why she was smiling. That chicken lit my ass up from 7 – 9. I couldn’t even sit in a chair… I survived and have a message for all “Be weary of free chicken from demented smiling people working at Popeye’s”


  1. The chicken may have had problems, but the fact still remains that Brian complained or 45min that someone gave him extra. If I had to hear him cry abou not being able to eat it all once more I was going to shove that box of chicken down his throat.


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