Caption: "I wish I was the chicken."
My childhood was better than some and worse than others. Take this picture for example. I have clothing, a chair, and a pet. The haircut and shoes, obviously, were not my favorite. I was cared for and fed but was not overly fond of my families choices. I mean, come on, there is a chicken posing with me! I wasn't even allowed to stand and to top it off they gave me a stinky cigarette that kept dropping burning ashes on me as I was posing.
I appreciated most of the things during my childhood but eventually the reality that I was basically on the same level as a chicken started getting to me. You can't really take things out on your family so I picked the next best thing - fried chicken. People think my secret recipe came from my grandmother but it didn't. It came from years of "experimenting" with different cooking techniques. I don't know if my therapist ever figured out the reason why I kept sharing different recipes with him. Good thing I was through with therapy by the time I hit on the perfect recipe. Those who say vengeance is a bitter pill to swallow have never tasted my "finger lickin good" chicken!
Damn chickens. Like I said, my childhood was better than some and worse than others but at least I'm laughing all the way to the bank now.