About the finger of the chicken, the finger that came before the chicken and the different finger that comes post-chicken. Ham Paw made a feast for me last night that rattled my gutterals. I am flat on my back this morning, however this is not due to the Paw that came before and after the Ham. It is my faulty foundations. My back is out of whack. I want to apologize to Ham Paw for not being able to participate more fully in the breaded item ritual.
I am feeling in a welcoming mood today. In spite of my powerlessness, I seek to comb and shine my hairs everywhere. I wil use a small comb with fine teeth and care for each strand. Then I will delegate unguents to glisten like dew drops on the tips of every single one.