I spent 45 minutes last night looking for a KFC. I drove up Lindbergh to Manchester to Brentwood to Clayton. Not a single fucking KFC. And last night I really wanted some fried chicken.
How is it that difficult to find a KFC? I drove half the length of St. Louis. No KFC!
Anyway, I’m really only posting this because now I expect all of you to be like “You MORON. There was a KFC right next to you.”