He knew it was up to him. Evil surrounded the town and lives were at
stake. The villagers, even after years of mocking him, counted on him
now at this most crucial time. “It’s now or never,” he muttered to
himself, stood up, and walked to the front door, but that’s when he
saw it: he picked up the scrap of paper and ran out of the house.
Minutes later: “And a 3 piece, original recipe, and can I substitute
the coleslaw for an extra mashed potatoes? Oh, and I have a coupon.”
As the slaughter in the village began, he knew he would regret his
choice – KFC always made him feel kinda sluggish and gross.
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