I woke up and stumbled to the fridge, I needed a cure for my banging hangover. It was time for the special treatment, yeah, my 'Chicken Cruncher' cereal. The fridge opened, and there was no milk! What sort of world do we live in now? Where I can't wake up to milk!?
It looks like I would have to do with mouldy bread again, its not like I don't live of rubbish anyway, I'm a chicken for christ sake!
Something felt wrong, I had no idea what, but something felt, not right. I doubt it was the smell of rotten cabbage, or crusted beer. Maybe I left my keys in the car again? No that couldnt happen it was stolen last week. I gave up searching for the milk.
