A couple nights ago I got home and hung around for a bit. I ended up doing a little typing on the computer. The next day I took a look at what I'd done the night before and it was a little different than most nights. Here it is, unedited.
The chicken wings that I just finished at three fifty eight
were hot wings from kennedys fried chicken in flatbush
I decided on a six piece because the price was right
the wings are interesting because they are not wet
the flavor comes deep fried into the crunchy outer layer.
Now my chest is burning while I watch sportscenter on espn
I blame it on the chapstick and I'd like to use chapstick
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