Ghetto Chicken

smoke

wood smoke smells like home. you know who you are.

cats

today mine woke me up by stepping on my trachea. good morning johnny, i use that.

Dishes

Where do they come from? Also, I think my cat licked the pepperoni’s last night, and i still put them back in the fridge.

This ones for you, Osaka Teryaki, you blessed purveyor of delicious chicken and rice of dubious origin, home to smelly vagrants and mean, mean Chinese ladies. We will never forget you, no Hardrock Cafe can take your place.
I live in Seattle, I write music, I sell pasta, I walk a lot.
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