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I Sexually Identify As A Single, Pringle, Ready To Mingle. Ever Since I Was A Potato I Dreamed Of Being Thin Sliced, Covered In Disgusting Oil Then Heated In A Medium Oven Until Reaching Climax At The Micro Second Of Golden-Browness. People Bully Me, And Say Things Like "What The Fuck, You Aren't A Pringle", But I Know Deep Down They Are Just Jealous Of My Inner Beauty. I Have Already Started Hiding In Cylinders All Day, And Now Im Improving My Crunchiness By Regularly Burning My Sides On The Stove. I Want You Guys To Respect My Natural Ability To Instantly Satisfy Low Salt Carb Cravings, And If You Don't You Are Oppressing Me, And You Should Check Your Diabetes Type. Thank You For Being So Understanding.
Gimme gimme chicken tendies, Be they crispy or from Wendys. Spend my hard-earned good-boy points, on Kid's Meal ball pit burger joints. Mummy lifts me to the car, To find me tendies near and far. Enjoy my tasty tendie treats, in comfy big boy booster seats. McDonald's, Hardee's, Popeye's, Cane's, But of my tendies none remains. She tries to make me take a nappy, But sleeping doesn't make me happy. Tendies are the only food, That puts me in the napping mood. I'll scream and shout and make a fuss, I'll scratch, I'll bite, I'll even cuss! Tendies are my heart's desire, Fueled by raging, hungry fire. Mummy sobs and wails and cries, But tears aren't tendies, nugs or fries. My good-boy points were fairly earned, To buy the tendies that I've yearned. But there's no tendies on my plate! Did mummy think that I'd just ate? "TENDIES TENDIES GET THEM NOW, YOU FAT, UNGRATEFUL, SLUGGISH SOW!" I screech while hurling into her eyes, My foul-smell bowel-dwelling diaper surprise. For she who is un-pooped on is she who remembers: Never forget my chicken tenders.
