Today, I went to KFC and bought a bucket of chicken. As I walked home, I became convinced that people gave me weird looks thinking that I am one of those tragic single women who drown their sorrows in a bucket of chicken / tub of ice cream. FML.
This can totally be a FML entry except for the fact that didn't feel sorry for myself. Pretty happy with the chicken... or is that what pathetic women tell themselves?
1 comment:
that's like the scene from 'Precious', only that she stole instead of bought....
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