I
slipped and fell on my plastic spork at KFC. That had no impact on my
well being, but I dropped my whole bucket of chicken in the process.
The emotional impact it had me was devastating. I just sat in bed with
the covers over my head. Then after my wife refused to bring me food in
bed anymore, I got up and started my life over again. I threw away my
whole stock of sporks. Can't chance another incident again.
This could be one of those books you keep in the bathroom. Just, every time you go in there, read a small story and think about it for a while. This one touches my soul on an intimate level. I love fried chicken. And sporks. I'm sorry for your loss.
This could be one of those books you keep in the bathroom. Just, every time you go in there, read a small story and think about it for a while. This one touches my soul on an intimate level. I love fried chicken. And sporks. I'm sorry for your loss.