Puk Puk Puk Puk!

A friend sent me the lyrics to the Superchicken theme song. I sang it once and David said "Stop it mom -- that's REALLY annoying." Oh, this is going to be good....

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I'm having a panic attack. Brought on by having to cope with a very pushy door to door salesman trying to sell frozen foods -- the old, "someone cancelled their order" story, and "I'll sell them to you for half price". Maybe it's just me, but I hate buying things with people trying to pressure me. It may have been a terrific deal, but I didn't want to spend over $150 when I wasn't given a chance to figure out what the unit price is, and with someone practically demanding I give them my credit card information! I just wish I could figure out why I this triggered a panic attack. I can barely breathe, and my chest hurts. (He kept pressuring me for names of other people I could try. I sic'ed him on the people across the street, thinking no one was home, but there was!)