Fricken rhymes with chicken. That's how I feel right about now; like a ragged chicken. You know the fake rubber ones, perhaps sans neck flap thing. But besides that I feel ecstatic! Let me introduce you to some fabulous vendors that have recently had the pleasure of being stuck in a room with me for 8-12 hours. (it was a large room)(it also had windows and lots of artsy distracting installations).
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