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You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry. You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry. Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and French fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging French fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have French fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger. You watch as your son scarfs down nugger after nugger. He is satisfied. He loves the chicken nugger. You wonder if you could ever attain that kind of happiness in your own life. You quietly pay your bill and enter the street. Your son asks if you can buy him an ice cream. You enter Mrs. Moo’s on Jefferson street hoping to order a rocky road. You look at the menu on the wall.
 
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Your screams fail to reach the greasy ears of the police men as they stuff their faces with French fried while trying to dodge the downpour of sweer potato. Your son now lays at the bottom of a pool of grease, chicken nuggers in his hands he is drowning in the delicacy he had been lusting for. A sweer potato hits an officer and he falls down face first into the grease, becoming chicken nuggers. You try to scream, but all you can taste is chicken nugger in your throat. You stick out your tongue only to find it has become chicken nugger. A sweer potato hits you on the head and you fall to the floor, unable to move your greasy body. Thunder rumbles and the sweer potato downpour intensifies. French fried began to fall from the sky, covering the landscape in grease. 
 
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