Way back in early grade school I had a principal named Mrs. Patty and I remember trying to convince everyone that Principal Patty was secretly a chicken patty. Well, this one kid went and told the principal what I was saying and I got called into her office and she told me to stop telling everyone she was a chicken patty. I cried… I was so young and scared. After I left her office in tears I went and got some ice cream to sooth my gentle soul. Though it’s been a while since this principal patty incident happened, to this day I still believe that she was secretly a chicken patty. Mrs. Patty was my principal for only 3 months before she left, but i’d like to think she left not because of old age and wanted to retire, but because.. She was indeed a chicken patty. I bet she’s somewhere out there right now running free with her chicken patty friends.. Run free Mrs. Patty.. Run free. Just know that I knew… I knew all along.