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Thursday, September 08, 2005

uh...

There is a man holding a live chicken standing outside my apartment. I think he's trying to sell it to my neighbors. He keeps saying "pollo" and "sabor" and ... wait I think he took the chicken inside. I repeat, the chicken has entered the building.

...the hell?
 
 
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