so i went on this diet recently while visiting family in charlotte. three chick-fil-a sandwiches a day.
i had a grand old time getting porked up while still being skinny by comparison (honestly, charlotte, you're not all that fat as american cities go. seattle is just a really skinny bitch). i am also quite sure i would not have survived sudden family overload and korean aunts' pinching of my recently acquired muffin top if it weren't for the euphoria caused by constant consumption of these crack-laced chickens. and eight out of ten friends agreed i was much less of an asshole.
fuck prozac. eat mor chikin.
*my reviews are useful*
- new spicy chicken? not so spicy and too salty. stick to the original.
- freshly squeezed lemonade! get half-lemonade, half-iced tea. one of the few drinks under 80 proof worth my time and calories.
- dip your waffle fries in ketchup AND mayo. mm mm mm.
- every location i've been to is eat-off-the-floor-clean and the staff christian-youth-club-nice. slightly creepy now that i think about it.
- CLOSED SUNDAYS