I’m mad as hell, and I’m not going to eat it anymore

March 27, 2007

I like to think I’m a patient man, but I’ve given up on Kentucky fried chicken.   I’ve been writing them once a month for over ten years and they still haven’t came up with anything crispier than “extra crispy”.   I even gave them good suggestions on what to call it.   Either “mega-crispy”, “extreme crispy” or “they most crispy you can get without a prescription”.   So, screw them – they won’t have Tony Myers to kick around anymore.   From now on my efforts are going to convincing Sudafed to come up with an “extra drowsy” version of their flu medicine.

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