The rain had us venturing off into unfamiliar territory today. Trudging for hours in howling winds and violent rain, we finally found shelter in a shabby shed called Lougheed Town Centre. Cold, shivering, and weakened by hunger, we desperately searched for food to reinvigorate our souls. Soul food...
When fried chicken meets the sight of a famished frugal man, there is no turning back. His fervent desire is insatiable, especially upon reading the sign "KFC: $5.99 for 3 pieces of chicken plus frahs".
What happened next left him speechless and in tears...
"What is this shit?!" he exclaimed. We closely examined the specimen, a drumstick so miniature that we suspect it was a frog leg in disguise. The "thigh" was hardly bigger, a crusty layer of skin enclosing hollow bones. Nevertheless, the man is overcome with hunger and tore ravenously into the mystery meat.
It took mere seconds to devour this plate of madness (10 bites-worth). It left him feeling both hungry and a bit disgusted with himself knowing that he ate a plate of wing-lets or .. child chicken...
Even the KFC worker was so ashamed of this product that he stealthily slipped in an additional "drumstick" without saying a word.
Nevertheless, the man was inconsolable, as he slowly stumbled away, hungry and dejected.
