Fridays are for F-Words

Fridays are for falling asleep watching films of Bible books.

Fridays are for chicken fingers found at Chick-fil-A by chicken finger fry cooks.

Fridays are for fainting hard while working out, but feeling really great.

Fridays are for funny conversations about living with roommates.

Fridays are for fabricating discussions with adolescent boys.

Fridays are for feeling all the feelings with one adolescent boy.

Fridays are for festered feelings of failure an observable grief.

Friday are gone and over. Saturdays are for relief.

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