There must be justice for the chicken who got killed in part of making that noodles! Blag! Blag! –The microwave doors being shut by my sister with force because of madness. Why is she mad? She’s mad at me because I ate her chicken noodles. I’ve been trying to have a conversation with her the whole night about different topics that could catch her attention but all I get was the slamming of the door, not saying a word, turning off any equipment I laid Source: UNICEF Myanmar my hands on and of course, ignoring me. Yes, she’s being a drama queen and yes, it’s me being a glutton. I really ate her chicken noodles okie. I did admit that to her but do you really have to show disrespect? I’m older than you! Gosh…don’t you worry dear, the chicken who died for that noodle soup died with dignity. That chicken is safe working its way on my digestive system, slowly turning into nutrients for my body. She [chicken] did her best being a chicken. She didn’t die in vain.You know, the more I see you mad, my happy gland just triggers and starts to dance with gay. I find it funny coz small things make you go crazy and I like that a lot. So, I tend to eat more, tend to be greedy and sin from glutton because of your behavior. I just hope you realize that talking to me will definitely make your life easier OR if you do not really want to talk to me, just have notes posted all over your things and let me read it. Hey, it’s still a form of communication right?
Remember, the chicken died with honor fulfilling her fate.
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