I’ve seen these things advertised a thousand times too many, and I’ve finally decided to speak up. I mean, as if the fried chicken alone isn’t enough to stop your blood flow (yes, I am fully aware of the dangers of my favorite food). Noooo. They had to pile on a heap-a shit at once, so you can have your stroke as you’re sitting at the table eating.
That’s right, I’m talking about those damn KFC Famous Bowls.
Sure, they might taste delicious (I wouldn’t know…seriously; even I have limits), but they’re hideous to look at. It’s as though they threw everything at it, including the kitchen sink and the toilet.
Mashed pototoes, corn, fried chicken, drizzled with gravy, then topped with cheese?????? My bad—a three-cheese blend.
Look at how they’ve got the cheese sprinkled on top like it’s some sort of festive confetti. Yeah. I’m sure there’s a party in your colon as it’s all going down. The rice bowl is the same as this, except there’s rice instead of pototoes.
I would have loved to have been in the room when this idea was thrown on the table. And it would have been even more fun/frightening to watch the idi-boob executives sign on to what a wonderful idea this new line of fried shit bowls is.
And we wonder why we’re fat in America.