Parched!!!!

The fourth was a great day. Until….
Let me explain
Me and the fam decided to do a bbq crawl instead of cooking at home.
We decided to go over to his aunts first and end the night with my parents.
We get to his aunts house and its on and popping.
Even though we arrived pretty late in the evening, there was still PLENTY of food left.
That should have been our first clue.
The hubby and I line up to fix our plates. Since I don’t do the swine, there wasn’t much to choose from so I keep it safe a hamburger, a chicken leg quarter.

SN. Ever noticed that the ONLY time a ninja will cook a chicken leg quarter is at a bbq?
You just don’t fall up on someone’s house and they frying or baking them joints…well unless they are old.

So I get the chicken put a lil sauce on it and stick it in the microwave to warm it up.

I fix my hamburger, a lil sauce, a lil slaw….and pick up a drank and take a seat.
I take a bit of the hamburger.
Its okay, not the best not the worst.
I take a sip of the drink and prepare for the chicken.
I take the first bite
It was a little crispy, I was like well maybe the leg is over done.
I use my fork to pull apart a piece of the thigh portion.
I put it in my mouth.
I swear before GAWD the chicken was on some Medusa shyt.
,IT was the driest piece of chicken known to man kind.
It literally soaked up all the moisture in my mouth and skin.
You remember that lotion commercial where the lady skin looked like a crocodile?
It turned me to straight stone.
It paralyzed me for like 5 full minutes.
Hell if we sent the chicken to Afghanistan we could bring the troops back TOMORROW.

I had to drink 2 Powerades and eat some banana’s to cure myself of the instant dehydration that chicken caused me.


I was physically assaulted by the chicken, hell I should have jumped up and slapped the cook and shot them in the knee caps in self defense.


And of course a mofo gone ask me
“aint that chicken good”