Just celebrated the weekend by eating at KFC for the first time in 13/14 years. It was quite the experience, since it made me realize that
1) I'm not in puberty anymore, and can cook to higher standards at home
2) The girls behind the counter don't want to get laid, and my testosterone-fueled brain didn't fully understand that back in the day
3) the "spicy" chicken isn't that spicy
4) I can't even eat half the amount of what I could do
5) Throwing the remains of dinner against the heads of people whose face you don't like was funny back then, but will have serious repercussions now
I don't know if I want to lay on my bed or hang over the toilet. Funny how time changes a lot of things, while the KFC menu seems to be set in stone