I smell fried chicken. It took me a while to realize that there is no friend chicken cooking anywhere in the vicinity.
Maybe I have begun to run low on some essential vitamin or phytonutrient that can only be obtained by scarfing down a heaping helping of KFC or Popeyes. I don't know. It's weird. I'm like an amputee who feels an itch on his no longer present toe.
Is phantom fried chicken a sign of brain tumor?
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