Today I went to KFC and got my usual Tender Roast sandwich with a strawberry drink. Which the carpet of my car is presently soaking up. This is the third fucking time in a row that I have problems with their cups. The first time, the friggin cup collapsed in my hand like one of those little paper cups dixie cups. The second time as I rounded a corner the top flew off, along with half my strawberry soda. That’s the stain on the seat.
About the only good thing is I was driving my Escort. Had I been driving my Bimmer, someone would be unwrapping my hands from someones throat. What is this someone’s way of wringing a few more cents profit? Or is KFC trying to drive their own customers away. If they can buy those plastic serving plates, you’d think they could pony up the dough for some decent cups.
I’m more or less…no wait…I’m a humongous cheapskate. When I saw the city of Sunnyvale was offering the Escort for $700 bucks (and only 35,000 miles) I jumped on it. The BMW was a gift from the greatest guy I know …me Hey stop throwing stuff.
You know, Stuffy, that’s really mean. I mean, how’s a gold diggin’ gal to know you own a BMW when she sees you pulling away from a KFC drive-thru in a strawberry-soda stained Escort?
Hey stop throwing stuff.
pbllltt!!!