Wow, KFC. Wow.

I hadn't vomited in awhile.  Not like that.  Not a good, cleansing, get-it-all-out kind of vomit.

It feels good.  Thanks, Colonel!  That ad for your new "Chicken-n-Biscuit" bowl really lowered the ol' boom!

KFC, we salute your sheer guts:  Rather than developing actual new foods, you've trotted out the same foods, piled atop each other.

That's...well, that's...wow.   Thank you.  I couldn't have done that myself.

My wife and I were watching TV, when I went to brush my teeth.  My wife called me to attention, when I heard her exclaim, toward the set, "Ohmigosh...ohmigosh...I'm going to throw up."  I just had to look.

It's not everyday an ad can "cut through" like that.  But you've done it, simply by piling, trough-style, mashed potatoes, corn, gravy, chicken, three kinds of cheeses, and then "tucking" a biscuit into all of it.

I admire the sheer presumptive force:  If (if) I like certain flavors, I, obviously, want them oozed into a bucket together. 

Me:  I like milk chocolate, fried eggs, A1 Mesquite Sauce, tangerines, Orbit Lemon gum, beef jerky, cottage cheese, creamy nuget, radishes, pickles, Doritos, Funyons, and donuts. 

KFC:  Let us smush them into a bucket.

Me:  No.  Don't.

KFC:  No, seriuosly -- no problem!  We'll just do it like this and --

Me:  Okay, and then the top layer will be my throw-up.

KFC:  Okay!

I do appreciate the logic:  Since I'm apparently willing to eat your food, I'm likely also hoping to "root" out the corn kernels from the mash.  I see where you're going with that.

Thank you, also, for the option to get some rice thrown in there, presumably to inject some carbs into the potent mix of vitamins and minerals.

Gurg.