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Or listening to talk radio.
Or peeing out by the dumpster because it's quicker than finding a bathroom.
Or going through the medicine cabinet at my friends hou...perhaps I've over-shared!
But you get the idea.
It's a guilty "pleasure"...OK, I'm not sure "Pleasure" and Church's really go together (unless you really like rolling around in chicken fat, like I do...oop's! over-sharing again!)...more of a guilty "thing"
At any rate, I know I shouldn't, but there are times when only a bucket (or in Church's case, a box) of greasy fried chicken will do.
And when that happens, well...it's Church's instead of the 11 herbs and spices that theoretically go into KFC (or Kitchen Fresh Chicken...or Kentucky Fried Chicken, or whatever the hell they call themselves these days).
A bunch of people showed up for dinner tonight and Church's is the go-to for that kind of thing (at least it is when they all suggest I cook and I say "thanks, no" and they give me the "eeew" face when I suggest pizza).
As the consummate host, I reminded my guests that Church's:
- Has never given me the trot's, unlike KFC...important since it's my house and me lighting a match is "optional";
- Is less expensive than KFC, since I'm buying the feast;
- Goes well with pretty much any wine (OK, I made this last one up but, I figure they won't notice once they have drunk enough of my wine)
So Church's...perfectly average "fried" chicken, for cheap low prices.
Don't even try to tell me that you haven't done it, too!
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