My daughter ran into the office this morning and gave me a big hug, telling me that she'd had a bad dream.
"What happened?" I asked."You were a chicken and you were for dinner."
Yeah - that's a bummer. Reminds me of an MST3K episode.
Uh, Joel, if you don't mind, I'm cooking here! I'm beginning to smell delicious...
Posted by James at July 9, 2003 8:29 AM