20 July 2012, 23:39
swifter 220A SIX YEAR OLD PERSPECTIVE....
My Favorite Animal
Our teacher asked what my favorite animal was, and I said, "Fried chicken." She said I wasn't funny, but she couldn't have been right, because everyone else laughed.
My parents told me to always tell the truth. I did. Fried chicken is my favorite animal.
I told my dad what happened, and he said my teacher was probably a member of PETA. He said they love animals very much. I do, too. Especially chicken, pork and beef.
Anyway, my teacher sent me to the principal's office. I told him what happened, and he laughed, too.
Then he told me not to do it again. The next day in class my teacher asked me what my favorite live animal was. I told her it was chicken. She asked me why, so I told her it was because you could make them into fried chicken.
She sent me back to the principal's office. He laughed, and told me not to do it again.
I don't understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my teacher doesn't like it when I am.
Today, my teacher asked us to tell her what famous person we admire most. I told her, "Colonel Sanders." Guess where I am now...
21 July 2012, 20:37
Moremonte
Good One. I Like Fried Chicken too!!
22 July 2012, 05:21
Use Enough GunThat's hilarious and probably closer to the truth than any of us knows!

23 July 2012, 09:18
Norman ConquestEver notice how here in the south that the blacks work in the taco bell joints while the mexicans work in the chicken joints?
23 July 2012, 22:16
wasbeemanIf it was reversed, the employees would eat up all of the profits.

23 July 2012, 23:06
NavyVetI know exactly where he's coming from. Fried chicken was a staple in my house growing up. It'll always be one of my favorites.
26 July 2012, 17:38
swifter 220Yes mam !
Sunday afternoon, fried chicken, mashed potatoes and 27 different fresh vegatables from the garden and plenty of ice tea or fresh squeezed lemonade.... then craking on the ice cream maker for about an hour.....Those were the good ole days.
29 July 2012, 01:42
Paul BBack in the very late 1950's I was dating this girl from Arkensas. Her mother made the very best fried chicker I ever ate, Made Col Sanders stuff taste like garbage. I don't miss that girl but I sure do miss her mama's fried chicken.
Paul b.