Kentucky Fried Crazy
Kentucky Fried Chicken made me throw up a little today. And it wasn’t because I ate too many greasy tortured birds out of a large paper bucket, but rather because the self-love back at corporate headquarters is becoming a tad hard to stomach.
KFC President Gregg Dedrick sent a personal letter to Pope Benedict XVI this week, asking him to bless KFC’s new Fish Snacker sandwich. This is extremely exciting, as not only is Lenten season upon us, but this is the first time the world’s most popular chicken restaurant chain is offering fish!!!! WAHOO!!!!!!!!
The Pope has yet to respond. We can only pray the sandwich will receive the blessing, as it is only 99 cents. Food that economical just reeks of quality.
The last time KFC’s abounding self-love starting ailing me was upon reading that they are petitioning the United States Postal Service for a special Kentucky Fried Chicken postal stamp. Oh yes, they sure are.
Luckily my girl Pamela Anderson is all over this one.
Also helping me recover from the KFC-induced nausea is all the fun people who went through the trouble of giving KFC “the bird.” Call me immature. I don’t care. This is funny.















