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Originally Posted by SacTown Chronic (Post 159824)

Pfft, I know of a whorehouse that's been doing scent-based advertising for years.

Smells like Red Snapper?

I am an actual KFC fan *gasp* though I don't have it often because I know it's terrible for you.

The idea of the scent of KFC wafting through as a delivery person passed my door.....it's just evil. EVIL.

I'm envisioning some poor cube resident shaking a fist at the heavens and yelling "DAMN YOU, KFC!!!"

KFC always smells great to me, but the experience falls apart when I get around to actually eating it. (Unbelievable greasy, the meat always seems to be skimpy, the coating just salty, not flavorful) I used ot much prefer a chain called Golden Fried Chicken, which I went to in Albuquerque New Mexico a very long time ago. These days, I go to Popeye's for my disastrously bad-for-me chicken fix, because I like the spicy coating.

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Originally Posted by AllyOops! (Post 161273)

KFC makes my innards want to turn to dust. I swear, I taste beak (not that I know what beak even tastes like & all, but I'm gifted with chicken clairvoyance).

Um, Ally ... your chicken clairvoyance is on the fritz.

Beak is the only chicken thing you won't taste when eating KFC.

The birds' beaks are removed soon after hatching. It's the first in a long string of absolutely disgusting, gut-churning, heart-breaking elements of a foul's foul life before fast-food-supplying death.

Your innards should indeed want to turn to dust when eating KFC. Just not for the reasons you psychically perceived. ;)

Chicken tastes so much better when you kill and pluck the chicken yourself.

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Originally Posted by innerSpaceman (Post 161372)

Haha! :D You got me- I totally freak and then claim the most outrageous things that not one person (including myself) can remotely believe when dealing with anything I don't like or am frightened of. But even in my idiocy, I'll work myself up.

Wait- the only thing I won't taste is beak? But everything else? Ugh! Does this mean they include testicles?? I knew it. I swore the last time that I had a six piece it was just ripe with chicken nuts. Ugh. I gave my dinner oral.

Now is where I get neurotic.

If KFC gives me the wiggins'? Then it must be the beak. Beak isn't used? Then it has to be rooster waddle. I just know it. Waddle n' gravy.

This could happen. I could wig & claim such a thing, as my boyfriend rolls his eyes and tells me that, "no, it's not what you think. It isn't possible". Thank you, honey. But thar be death hormones in that there henhouse. I just know it.

Last night, as we walked by the golf course, gazillions of teeny tiny flying gnats appeared. I freaked, ran into the house and declared that I just knew some flew into my ears. My eyes. And now those gnats will lay their pulsing larvae inside of me and dammit, any minute now I swear my mouth will give birth to fruit flies, death gnats or some scary sh*t like that. I just know it.

Yeah, I'm a tad dramatic. :rolleyes: ;)

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Originally Posted by AllyOops! (Post 161394)

Yeah, I'm a tad dramatic. :rolleyes: ;)

But oh so entertaining! :D :cheers:

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Originally Posted by Kevy Baby (Post 161312)

Tacos

Boobies.

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Originally Posted by Cadaverous Pallor (Post 161338)

I'm envisioning some poor cube resident shaking a fist at the heavens and yelling "DAMN YOU, KFC!!!"

I see what you almost did there.