Eric called me on his way home tonight.
"It's frickin' freezing," he said.
"Yeah. We should move to Mexico. I can't think of any other thing to do about it."
"Well I'm going to skip going to the gym tonight."
"That's a reasonable start. Me too."
"AND I'm going to pick up some Popeye's Chicken."
"Whoa."
"Whatddya say we just stay in tonight and be fat bastards?"
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Mmmmm. Biscuits.
You should keep this up so that I can beat Eric in the Shamrock Shuffle this year...
I've actually never had Popeye's chicken. How do you think it compares to KFC? Looks pretty tasty!
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