I usually hunt the chicken down myself, pluck their feathers with my eyebrows, disembowel them with the back of my knee, get the good-for-eating parts off with my heels, then cook them in a pot heated with the sexual essence of my amazing abs. When I don't feel like doing that, I just order KFC.
He probably took pitty on you. How sad/weird is a dude answering the door to another dude shirtless! Especially when he knows hes coming.
Yeah bro, I'm quite a pathetic guy. It's not like I'm the most successful person in my entire major. It's not like I maintain a healthy social life while still having kickass grades and a proper reputation. It's not like everybody wants to work with me because I'm awesome. It's not like I'm really handsome. It's not like I'm going to be majorly successful and have tons of fun while at it. But what do I know? You obviously have a superior life and a magical existence. I'll just take solace in the fact that you can't even spell "he's" correctly. I know, that's pretty sad/weird, but I'm a sad/weird guy.
He probably took pitty on you. How sad/weird is a dude answering the door to another dude shirtless! Especially when he knows hes coming.
Yeah bro, I'm quite a pathetic guy. It's not like I'm the most successful person in my entire major. It's not like I maintain a healthy social life while still having kickass grades and a proper reputation. It's not like everybody wants to work with me because I'm awesome. It's not like I'm really handsome. It's not like I'm going to be majorly successful and have tons of fun while at it. But what do I know? You obviously have a superior life and a magical existence. I'll just take solace in the fact that you can't even spell "he's" correctly. I know, that's pretty sad/weird, but I'm a sad/weird guy.
MAMA THERE GOES THAT MAN!
HAND DOWN, MAN DOWN!
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"to the worm in horseradish, the world is horseradish."
He probably took pitty on you. How sad/weird is a dude answering the door to another dude shirtless! Especially when he knows hes coming.
If I worked at KFC/Taco Bell I would take pity on those who ate the stuff, and would go the extra mile to make it a little better for em.
I mean, how sad must your life be if you are going to get your food from Taco Bell or KFC?
Either you lack the ability to taste food (which is enough reason to pity you) or you are out of options.
When I meet someone who tells me that their favorite restaurant is McDonalds, my soul cries a little.
:::not sure how giving em extra coleslaw helps though:::
I know right? It's not like I was hungry at 3AM in the morning and the only place that delivers at that time is KFC. It's my natural tendency to be pathetic and an ample amount of missing taste buds. Can you please direct me to the nearest suicide booth?
I know right? It's not like I was hungry at 3AM in the morning and the only place that delivers at that time is KFC. It's my natural tendency to be pathetic and an ample amount of missing taste buds. Can you please direct me to the nearest suicide booth?
I stand by my statement; it is a sad life you lead where your only option is KFC.
If you lived in a real city, there are 24 hour diners and grocery stores.
If you either knew how to cook, or had a loved one to cook for you, they could make you real fried chicken, with actual gravy (made from the chicken grease), in around half an hour.
If they threw in homemade biscuits, or potato salad, you would have a real meal, as opposed to a bland slop of generally the same color that you just shove down your gullet to survive.
KFC is a flavorless mush, and if that is what makes you happy, I pity you.
Honestly and sincerely, no matter who you are, you deserve better.
The Colonel should commit seppuku.
I guess I live in Springfield where everyone is yellow and the Kwik-E-Mart sucks balls.
Why would I, or a "loved one", want to cook at 3AM?
Not that I even remotely care if you pitty me or not, since I don't base my life, decisions, and self-opinion based on what other people say and tell me, but who on Earth are you to pitty me? Are you some super genius who cooks mashed potatoes, fries chicken, and eats splendid meals 4 times a day, while having a supermodel wife, 2 gorgeous and intelligent kids, and is somehow contributing to curing HIV? I sincerely doubt that.
Seriously bro, you and the other people who took this thread overly seriously are the ones who should be pittied. Now that I've demolished you, you can call it quits.
He probably took pitty on you. How sad/weird is a dude answering the door to another dude shirtless! Especially when he knows hes coming.
Yeah bro, I'm quite a pathetic guy. It's not like I'm the most successful person in my entire major. It's not like I maintain a healthy social life while still having kickass grades and a proper reputation. It's not like everybody wants to work with me because I'm awesome. It's not like I'm really handsome. It's not like I'm going to be majorly successful and have tons of fun while at it. But what do I know? You obviously have a superior life and a magical existence. I'll just take solace in the fact that you can't even spell "he's" correctly. I know, that's pretty sad/weird, but I'm a sad/weird guy.
I know this thread is a joke and all, but damn, that is by far the most narcissistic statement I have ever come across. Kudos to you, I guess.
Anyway, maybe he was just being nice. Perhaps he does a lot of deliveries, and he is an all round nice guy, so he gave you some extra coleslaw. Because, when you are nice to your customers, then they'll keep coming back for more.
Sorry man, but coleslaw doesn't quite equal bone me.
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"to the worm in horseradish, the world is horseradish."
Yeah bro, I'm quite a pathetic guy. It's not like I'm the most successful person in my entire major. It's not like I maintain a healthy social life while still having kickass grades and a proper reputation. It's not like everybody wants to work with me because I'm awesome. It's not like I'm really handsome. It's not like I'm going to be majorly successful and have tons of fun while at it. But what do I know? You obviously have a superior life and a magical existence. I'll just take solace in the fact that you can't even spell "he's" correctly. I know, that's pretty sad/weird, but I'm a sad/weird guy.
HAND DOWN, MAN DOWN!
"to the worm in horseradish, the world is horseradish."
Not to mention Alaskan.
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Oh absolutely. This entire thread is filled with seriousness.
Alaska rocks bro. We have a lot of snow and cold weather and really really cool weather.
I know right? It's not like I was hungry at 3AM in the morning and the only place that delivers at that time is KFC. It's my natural tendency to be pathetic and an ample amount of missing taste buds. Can you please direct me to the nearest suicide booth?
I guess I live in Springfield where everyone is yellow and the Kwik-E-Mart sucks balls.
Why would I, or a "loved one", want to cook at 3AM?
Not that I even remotely care if you pitty me or not, since I don't base my life, decisions, and self-opinion based on what other people say and tell me, but who on Earth are you to pitty me? Are you some super genius who cooks mashed potatoes, fries chicken, and eats splendid meals 4 times a day, while having a supermodel wife, 2 gorgeous and intelligent kids, and is somehow contributing to curing HIV? I sincerely doubt that.
Seriously bro, you and the other people who took this thread overly seriously are the ones who should be pittied. Now that I've demolished you, you can call it quits.
Iiiiis it Sweden? Because we don't have it :'(
Silicone Implants, possibly.
Yeah, they exist for men as well...
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Anyway, maybe he was just being nice. Perhaps he does a lot of deliveries, and he is an all round nice guy, so he gave you some extra coleslaw. Because, when you are nice to your customers, then they'll keep coming back for more.
Sorry man, but coleslaw doesn't quite equal bone me.