Marin: I can't wait until Mary Beth posts pictures of freshly-delivered chicks, right out of the box.
She BETTER post pictures.
Cassandra: otherwise, you'll cut a bitch?
Marin: I'm curious as to how chickens are packed for shipping.
And, yeah, when my curiosity is thwarted, I can get fucking BREEZY.
how much do you love me?
Marin: More than chocolate.
Cassandra: no, HOW MUCH DO YOU LOVE ME
Marin: SO VERY MUCH... why?
Marin: sitting down...
(the page header ALONE...)
Marin: O M G
I may love you more than chicken permits.
Cassandra: I'm SAYIN'
Marin: "Shipping chickens from one place to another is easy if you know what to do."
Cassandra: ah, would t'were it ture
Marin: I wonder how many Google hits a day "How to ship a chicken by express mail" gets.
Cassandra: "pop the chicken in the box...."
god, the interent is good
Marin: It seems like the Dark Ages when we didn't have it right here, educating us about lipstick and chicken shipping.
I think I like saying "chicken shipping" even more than I like saying "chicken permit."