I have been trying to get the flavor of this orange goo out of my mouth for days and now I have to endure a little more orange goo taste. As you can see I have been trying to tell these so called parents I don’t like this orange goo. Even when they try to hide it with rice cereal I used to like.
And for some odd reason daddy kept calling me kernel sanders. Then he would sing some Kentucky chicken song and laugh. Not sure why.