What is bizarre is not so much the confession itself, but the fact that I feel the need to confess...
I prefer dark meat.
There. I said it. Kind of like it's dirty or something. Dirty in an oh-so-tender way.
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and her little brother Michael. I'd sooner blog than clean.
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