On why I hate the Colonel...
Damn KFC and their saturation coverage advertising on Channel 10.
Damn them to hell.
I got severe KFC-cravings last night and made MrB drive 15 minutes to get me various items of fried chickeny goodness. He hasn't had to that since I was pregnant with The First Born. I have no idea how I managed to eat (after a substantial evening meal)
1 original Twister
1 sweet chilli Tortilla Melt
1/2 a tub of Popcorn Chicken
However, I now have a classic case of 'Rumbly-Guts' and am not feeling the best...
STUART
Listen, Sonny Jim, it's a known fact there's a society of the five wealthiest people in the world, called the Pentaverate, who run everything and meet three times a year at a secret country mansion in Colorado, known as "The Meadows."
CHARLIE (sarcastic)
And that's obviously why we haven't heard about it in the newspapers. STUART (inappropriately angry & loud)
That's right. They fuckin' own the papers, smartass. And everything else. Why do you think Scotland's not been able to get independence? Because the Queen the Pentavirate and those English dome heads in WestMinster won't have it.
CHARLIE
Who are the other members of this pentaverate?
STUART
The Queen, the Rothchilds, the Gettys, the Vatican, and Colonel Sanders before he went tits up. Oh, I hated the Colonel with his wee beady eyes.
And that smug look on his face.
CHARLIE
Dad how can you hate "the Colonel?"
STUART
Because the Colonel puts an addictive chemical in it that makes you crave it fortnightly.
From 'So I married an axe murderer'
Labels: Utter crapness
5 Comments:
I haven't had KFC in soooo long.
That's a Good Thing.
hehe.
I don't know what it is about KFC... so damn addictive. And you feel so feral afterwards.
So, the future of blogging is a description of something you've just eaten, followed by a movie quote...
yes - watch and learn.
Pot!
mmm pot.
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