Aretha Franklin Ate Gladys Knight And The Pips
I have much, much R.E.S.P.E.C.T for the Queen of Soul, but there is just no excuse for walking out the door looking like this. I look at her and all I can think of is fried chicken for some reason, which isn’t a good thing because I get hungry and mad. Mad? Well yeah, because I look at Aretha smiling at me and I know she ate all the chicken and didn’t even save me a biscuit.
She touches the mashed potatoes and I am going to kill her.
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