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I knew my brother any myself were going to be the only people home tonight, so on the way home from work, I stopped by bk and picked up a couple boxes of chicken strips for us.

When I got home, no one else was home.

I waited an hour, but my brother never came. go figure

So I ate my cold chicken, which still tasted really good anyways.

Then I went to the hospital and visited my grandma for two hours because she had just had surgery.

Plus, it was really good to talk to someone instead of being by myself.

Then I went home and took a shower and ate the other box of chicken stripes because even though they were even colder yet, they are still super yummy, and clearly my brother didn't want them anyway because he left and didn't say anything or even leave a note to me.

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