The Chicken Nugger ( °∀°)ﾟ

You are a parent. Age...old like 36 or some stuff I don't know. Since you can't cook a simple pastry like hot chocolate. You decide to go a local chinese store down the street. After doing the same old thing(that is talking to your neighbor). That you did last week since you have not a thing to do. But talk to youu. But hey, you're all alright, you're all alright! Alright enough with references to the thing if people get what that references too. You decide to go to a local chinese store. You sit down with your kid holding your hand. A middle aged chinese lady leads you and your child to a table. You sit down and begin looking in the list. You find something odd. There's no chow mein. You get enraged but the chinese lady hands you an extra menu booklet to look at and there you find it. The chow mein. Hell yess. After that you order the chow mein with a little bit of orange chicken in another plate for yourself. Awwww yeeeh you're gonna turn fatter than yesterday. Your child goo goos you from the table and says. "gimme food. pweeassee" You become hesistant but later give up. So you decide to order another menu booklet for the sake of ordering for your child. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food.You look around and find out that Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don't understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry. Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger. ( °∀°)ﾟ