The Kitten and I spend a lot of time laughing. One of the things we have enjoyed lately is this:
And by enjoy, I mean we walk around acting like chickens. For some reason, it reminds me of when a bunch of crazy people I call friends dared my best friend to put a pickle under her arm, ride a skateboard across the rink at Tradewinds, and scream "I'm a chicken" at the top of her lungs, all at the same time.
Here's to you, Staci, for not giving up on your dream. May the rest of your days be filled with laughter like the kind The Kitten and I share. Someday soon all of us "kids" will act like chickens together.
This may not make sense to anybody but me, but what do you expect from someone who encourages her daugther to emulate tv commercials?
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