Tuesday 5/12

12 May

So much KFC today.  Roommate G had bought me a bucket of KFC and potato wedges and mashed potatoes and biscuits because I got mad at him over the weekend.  So he bought me KFC on Sunday, only ate half of it, I only wanted a bite of it at the time, so I put the rest away in the fridge.  Of course no one eats it because G hates leftovers (?!?!??!?!??!?!!?) and L had four seasons with brown rice leftovers from Tasty King, so I did what I had to do and took the KFC leftovers to work two days later when it was still uneaten.

Fast food is really great because it just really never tastes bad, whether it’s hot or cold, fresh or old, picked at or not.  Just heat up some fried shit and it’s still fried deliciousness.  And apparently KFC is on steroids because today I had the biggest piece of chicken breast I’ve ever seen in my entire life, I mean I have to say it actually filled me up, and top it off with leftover soggy potato wedges and leftover cold mashed potatoes and gravy and stale biscuits and I was having a field day.  Thanks G — needless to say I am no longer mad at you.

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