Dear Chicken, Turkey, and other Various Forms of White Meat,
Ok, so we have a love-hate sort of relationship. Could you have clued me in a bit sooner? I know, I know, you miss your fatty companion Sauce. I think you should know, I miss Sauce too. Such a diverse friend wasn't he? He could be sweet, sour, salty, and even creamy. But, Chicken, Sauce is a really bad friend. He has done me wrong. He fooled me into thinking it was ok to put just a teaspoon here and a dollop there, and you wanna know what happened? Fat ass happened. So Chicken, we are moving on without him. It's been a rough week, but I think we can work these little hiccups out. I hate to lay blame, but you have been a bit dry and bland lately (apparently that is what a skinny butt calls for; I obviously didn't get the memo). So here is the compromise, you become a bit more tasty and easy to digest without Sauce, and we can maintain this loving relationship we have both cherished. Thank a million!
Love,
Paige
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