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NOMNOMNOM. If Popeyes were any closer to me, I’d die.
Boston, the Red Sox & Popeyes chicken? Someone is trying to get my mother to follow their blog.
I’m going to be honest, the more I hear about this story, the more I want a bucket of fried chicken.
Somewhat ironically, I came very close to dinning at this very popeyes the day tito got fired.
OKAY. Look. They lost and it sucked. But combing through the beers they drank and the chickens they ate isn’t going to...