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March 21, 2006

Dear Girl Who Eats Chick fil'a at 1050 am,

The smell of your stuffy, stale french fries, your greazzzy popcorn-chicken, and the sweet, suphocating smell of your room-temperature honeymustard are causing my stomach to contract and I am sorry if I puke on your shoes.



The End.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Before we moved to the NEW office campus, and had a spiffy cafe, Chick-fil'a used to deliver to our office twice a day...imagine being SURROUNDED by people eating that stuff at 10:30 in the morning.

Ugh. Just...ugh.

mikster said...

De careful lil miss HG...you are so going to offend the chick-fila's society much in the same way you offended the butt-crack society in an earlier post.

Oh the drama!!

*snickers*

kimananda said...

Ewww...that does not look like a healthy breakfast. Or a healthy anything! I hope you were able to escape the fumes in time!

Marisa said...

What??? Fried chicken for breakfast is wrong?

Teehee...

Kari said...

She could at least get a chicken biscuit or something.

Unknown said...

I'm just guessing, but maybe if she didn't eat the Chick-Fil-A maybe she would puke on your shoes?

(maybe she was hungover...?)

Not that I've EVER been in a similar circumstance (whistles and looks around).