There was so much nectar that a bee just couldn’t carry it all back to the hive. Still, Johnny wished for a little crunch now and then–maybe some crisp onion rings, or crispy french fries with little breaded crunchy jalapeno pepper rings, or maybe Colonel Sanders crunchy breaded chicken, and don’t spare the salt . . .
Linda realized she must have drifted off and dozed while at the Pink Concert. To get tickets, she had stood in line for almost two days without sleep and eating only a couple of trail mix power bars and some day old Kentucky Fried Chicken someone gave her. She wished she’d had time for a nap after finally getting the ticket, but the lines had been so long and slow she had to go immediately to her seat. She would never have thought those seats were comfortable enough to sleep in.. . . . David, Sf.G.
