“Hey Mom, whatever we decide to do next, I’m gonna need some protein. This apple isn’t going to cut it.”
“Well, we could go to Chick-fil-A. Would you like a Chick-fil-A sandwich? I haven’t had one of those in ages.”
“Or we could go to Hooters and get some wings.”
“I don’t eat wings.”
“And I don’t go to Hooters. Chick-fil-A it is.”
I was in google reader when this popped up . . . so now i'm going to be a total stalker and post a comment mere minutes after you posted . . . but I need you to know how deeply I adore Chick-fil-a . . .
ReplyDeleteOh I do love me some Chick-fil-A!!
ReplyDeleteYUMMY!!!
I love Chick-fil-A too!! Why is it that I always want to eat there on Sunday? I praise them for staying closed on Sunday and letting their employees worship and spend time with family. I just recently tried their grilled chicken salad with fresh fruit and it was delicious!! Love & blessings from NC!
ReplyDeleteThat's a piece of heaven in between two slices of buttery goodness.
ReplyDeleteYou are KILLING me... I miss Chic-Fil-A like CRAZY! I'm drooling all over my keyboard right now.
ReplyDeletelove that!
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