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To Each His Own...

by kjforce

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is the story of two lonely souls.... Who found each other, without cajoles... Neither had ever had a mate.... Yet Jack and Gill decided to date..... They felt an instant connection.... As both were Chefs and had a fixation.... One for Chicken the other for Bacon.... And so decided to take their direction.... From what they had learned in life.... Party animals that they were.... And perhaps now you can concure..... Their feelings for each other.... Was so far from any another.... People just didn’t understand.... Why when they walked, it was always hand in hand.... They never strayed and held tight to their ways.... Believing their world was just another phase.... But eventually the world would accept you see.... That what they had was called * “ smaltzy “.... *Yiddish word for rendered chicken / animal fat or a garish over the top fancy party...
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Written by
kjforce
Published
Apr 13, 2015
Time
2m
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Who are we to judge others ? We should treat all like Sisters and Brothers...

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#party#animals#chicken#chutzpah#yiddish#chef#smaltzy#garnis#chefs#baconparty
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