Chicken and a Magic Bikini

On Saturdays at work, we always order out to celebrate. I have no idea what we're celebrating, but we try to make it "party night." Tonight we ordered Mexican and I had the "chair broiled chicken." It tasted just like char broiled chicken. How disappointing. I was hoping for something cooked in a chair.

It was also quiet. I only had one patient and he went home right after dinner so I spent most of the evening flipping through catalogs. I saw a bikini for sale. "CONTROL slims all over," is what the ad said. I'm not sure how that's possible. My guess is that it would just flatten my boobs and push my gut over the waist band.