keyword "lick" title "i'm livin' it" in misc. flash fiction

Life is a twenty-piece order of Chicken McNuggets from the local McDonalds. Life turns out to be super cheap and kind of gross when you think about it and incredibly delicious in a crass sort of way you sure as hell don’t want to think about. You don’t want to know the exacting detail of how Chicken McNuggets are made and you do not want to ask your parents about the particulars from the night you were made, either. This life, you want to tear through all the good bits while it is all still piping hot but when it’s gone, it’s gone, so you also have to make it last somehow.

Life is a twenty-piece order of Chicken McNuggets, enjoying it to the fullest is probably bad for you in the long run but you can’t stop now. A lot of innocent human beings were oppressed and underpaid and overworked just to make it happen, the Chicken McNuggets, your life, but here you are now, it’s all in your hands either way so you might as well just make the best of it. It is impure, unhealthy, greasy in all of the good way and all of the bad ways. It is loaded with fillers that no one cares to mention and without a lot of extra sauce, your feast will become boring and one-note pretty quickly. If you can’t take that there will always be heaping amounts of sour with the sweet, what’s even the point? Sometimes you need to just embrace the weird chemicals, let your tongue dance, regardless of consequence. Lick those chops and get down.

Life is a twenty-piece order of Chicken McNuggets, you’ll get a handful of shapes to work with and some are better for dipping than others, it’s occasionally going to get messy and occasionally you are going to run dry and if you want keep things spicy, you’d better be prepared to cough up a lot more money than originally advertised. Sometimes it’s on sale and sometimes it turns out to be incredibly dear, and though the world seems ubiquitous with life and with McNuggets, there’s going to come a day when you will have to go without.

Your life is a flight of twenty-piece McNugget boxes, gorged on in quick succession, your first twenty go by like you’re just drinking water, the second twenty will go with just a little difficulty but somewhere in the mix of that third twenty, man alive, it will start getting really hard to keep choking down all that crap.

Life is a twenty-piece order of Chicken McNuggets, it is weird and unnatural and misshapen and crunchy but with the right way of looking at it, you can make of it a strange and wonderful feast, it’s all in how you let yourself experience it while you have it for this little while. So, you know, for Christ’s sake, why not pop for the extra dipping cups? This is the only chance you get.