I didn't cook dinner for my family. I left it for Daniel to take care of and went about my evening activities that I had planned. That night in bed Daniel told me that the new bag of chicken strips I bought were the best he's ever had- "tasted just like going to KFC and ordering some".
The next day he calls me from work.
"So...... those chicken strips...... were they precooked?"
I hadn't even checked so I went and looked on the bag.
"No hun, they are raw. Is that what you took for lunch today?"
"Yes, and also the ones I ate last night.... I microwaved those for a minute before eating."
I started panicking! "Are you sick? How does your stomach feel? Should I look up symptoms of Salmonella poisoning? DID THE BOYS EAT THOSE?!?"
He replied, "No, but I don't have any lunch for today."
Apparently raw chicken makes for the best chicken strips Daniels ever had, and I'm still laughing (but only because he didn't get sick!)
3 comments:
FUNNY, funny story. Kind of like the raw chicken Drew put in the chicken broccoli he made for his room mates. MEN!!
That's making me gag! It is a funny story, but oh gross!! I'm gagging again. I have a problem with chicken because one time a long time ago grandma Johnson made beer battered chicken and deep friend them. They were still pink in the middle and now I still can't eat chicken that I'm not 100% sure about.
Hahaha! Lucky he didn't get sick!
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