I wasn’t even drinking when I wrote this.
Our chicken nugget
Who art pure heaven
Tasty be thy name
Thy platter come
Thy will be done
In the microwave as is in the oven
Give us this day our daily breading
And forgive us our gas passing
As we forgive those who pass gas against us
And lead us not into obesity
But deliver us from cellulite
For thine is the chicken,
and the breading, and the greasy goodness
For ever and ever.
With ranch.
Brilliant! LOL.
Just a drunk girl hungry for some chicken nuggets.
There’s a big church in my town, humungous church, called the Journey Church. And, believe me Girl, they love their chicken nuggets. You might very well be their literary savior.
I knew I was onto something. Eating a chicken nugget is a spiritual experience.
Amen to this great prayer!
Our Ramen Noodles just didn’t have the same ring to it.