I spent half the day yesterday making delicious, homemade chicken soup…‘for the soul’ as they say. Unless you’re a chicken, in which case I spent half the day boiling your dead and then barbarically ripping their flesh from their bones before unceremoniously dumping their ravaged carcass into the garbage.
“Why, you rotten son of a bitch!”
Yeah. Sorry about that.
Erin Lyon 
You are a very humorous person if you think of that while cooking a chicken, either way, great post, you got a new fan!! š
Thanks. What I am is an on-again-off-again vegetarian with a guilty conscience š But the soup is delightful.
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Ah well at least it was not a death in vain then.
Soup this good is never in vain.
That’s an interesting perspective on making chicken soup… And now that’s all I’m going to think about while cooking chicken tomorrow >.<
The chicken will call you Freddy Krueger. Bon appetite.
LOL! Love the post and your insights on life counselor. Keep up the great work!
Thank you so much, Andrew š