I’m a box of chicken.
I’m so cheap because it’s Tuesday.
I️ was cooked by a popeyes employee.
The human who bought me used to work at Popeyes. As soon as he bit into me, our memories converged as I️ suddenly remembered him dropping chicken on the floor and serving it to customers.
Luckily the chicken inside of me today was not dropped on the floor. Or was it??
