James Earl cracks me up... He says we are gonna live in New York City and have 30 chickens. Then when he walks the dogs in the morning hes gonna wear a giant chicken suit and when people talk to him hes gonna speak chicken. Well tonight at work this guy had a shirt on that had a chick on it and had a word bubble that said "baaaukk" that just cracked my shit up. I laughed so damn hard. I had to tell him why I was laughing. That guy laughed too. James just loves to make that damn noise at me. Oh and have I mentioned that he calls me Keisha?? That just cracks me up. I guess though it is better than the alternative. That fool. I swear he makes me laugh so hard my rib cage gets sore. Oh then Kristy told him about the rooster suit she found. Now he says he wants the rooster suit instead. That way he can say "what you never seen a six foot cock before?" That shit is too much I swear. See why I cant get mad at him. He is too funny. I dont know that there is much of a serious bone in his body. But being as overly serious as I can get, I love that in him. Oh well I promised him I would go to bed early. So I am gonna do that. Night all!
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