Fille came over to us today in order to come with me and buy food. He was kind enough to cook the chicken for me while I watched Paris Hilton's new BFF episodes and then he wanted me to spice them up as a final touch. When I got to the chickens they had a bit of black on top of them, you know when they are just a bit overcooked/grilled. I start screaming in anger "MOTHER FUCKER! these chickens are black!! I'm gonna die and get cancer!!!" Then I start in anger throwing chili spice on them and Fille doesn't say anything. Poor thing has been making me these chickens and I start attacking those chickens accusing them of giving me cancer.
I felt like I just arrived directly from Paris Hilton's show.
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