We had a long drive back up to San Francisco from Hollywood today. Lots of traffic. Lots of stop and go. And I just wasn't digging the back seat or the music selection. C'mon, Daddy, you gotta revamp your playlists on your iPod. Pronto.
Anyways, we made a stop in Patterson, CA, wherever that is. We decided to eat at a KFC. It didn't look good and it didn't smell good. And the people there didn't really look too good either.
Daddy saw someone order a dish that had mashed potatoes layered with sweet corn and loaded with bite-sized pieces of crispy chicken. And, oh yeah, shredded cheese and gravy. It sounded good but it didn't look so hot. Daddy quoted one of his favorite comedians by saying it's "a failure pile in a sadness bowl". Sounds about right.
I'll just keep on with my mozzarella stick.
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