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Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Chicken dinner

Every time I walk to work my enemy is waiting for me with out fail.

Oh no he has spotted me again.
 

 
Here's the fiendish chicken nugget who keeps chasing me down the street, pecking at my heels.
 
 
I'll have the last laugh though, you will be on a plate soon, smothered in gravy haha.

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