Chickens are hot. And I say that, not as a farmer who naturally tries to procreate with his entire livestock, but as someone who just burned his fingers trying to remove the meat from a recently boiled chicken. […]

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There’s a Spanish guy sitting at the table next to me. I already hate him. He has just told an intriguing story about how he’s working out. Not physically, of course, but his mind. Also, he’s completely ignoring any suggestion made by the […]

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