chicken feet
I've done it! And I'm not doing it ever again!!
I've tried chicken feet... meaning I now have a piece of a chickens foot in my stomach... meaning I had it in my mouth, I felt it cracking in between my teeth and I swallowed the shit...
But I've done it! And this is worth repeating - I am not doing it again!
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Yummy... Sikkert meget bedre end danske grisetæer...
PS: Du har helt sikkert snydt i age testen... Jeg scorede kun 27,4!
Oh prins Haakon, how are you today?
Let me tell you, that I can't even start to describe the feeling of disgust I felt when I felt the piece of foot crack in between my teeth…. It was a true struggle to swallow it….
And no sir, I did not cheat in the age test. I simply look after myself, and live a very healthy life, thank you very much!
Not my fault that you have late nights in Brussels all the time and eat fancy dinners on behalf of the Danish Post... Start eating chicken feeet and you'll feel sooo much better!! ;-)
Hmmm... As the true Prince I am I have been raised not to argue against any beautiful young girl... So I shall stay silent this time! The chicken feets, however, you can keep to yourself. My taste for food does not include the remains of birds left over for the peasents. And I am fine, thank you. If my age does not soon kill me, my job will. And no. There's no chance of attending nice parties at the moment and no other joyfull activities for that matter :-(
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