Oh dear lord. My roomie went out to get dinner tonight and brought back some food from a popular chicken joint. I do not know what has happened to them, but this meal was absolutely disgusting. My stomach is churning right now. I have to learn once and for all that if I want chicken for dinner, I have to cook it myself! Otherwise, I'm heaving over the toilet. Urgh. I don't feel well.
Uh-oh, are you okay, man? Hopefully you don't get salmonella or anything... I'm feeling a bit not-happy 'cause I'm stumped with my character's motivations. Even though T can help me out since we collaborate, I kind of want to nut this crack myself at first 'cause I conceived this character.
Are you deliberately omitting the company name for fear of being sued for besmirching their brand or is this some sort of BBC deal on writingforums.org where impartiality rules and product placement is forbidden? Just tell us the damn name man.
Hee hee! It was KFC. A place founded by a genial old southern gentleman in a white suit who would abhor what his restaurant chain is selling these days, if he were still around.
Ah, KFC. That explains it. It's heartening at least to see that they're consistent in their standards wherever you are in the world. Never trust an outlet whose preferred receptacle for food is a bucket.
Colonel Sanders is from Corbin, Kentucky. In London, Kentucky just north of Corbin they have the World's Fried Chicken Festival each year.
I'm lovin' it seems to be treating animals well. At least according to Star Talk radio. i was really surprised about that. I went to place kinda like KFC in Helsinki. I think it's name was Southern Fried Chicken. I have to say it was quite good. I understand why people choose to eat at KFC but wearing real fur is something that makes me darn mad. One of mu favorite RnB singers just posted a picture of her wearing real fur. It's so easy to just use fake fur. I'm not happy at all about that. Good thing I don't pay for my music so I don't have to start boycotting.
There's actually a KFC as well. There's like this friggin America stretch with McDonalds, KFC and Burger King back to back in the city center. I never go there, though, and hardly ever eat junk food anyway 'cause usually it just doesn't taste like much, to be honest. I don't really get why we need to have Hard Rock Cafe and Starbucks as well. I guess for tourists... Or to look like this isn't some backwards town.
Homogeneity? Individuality is so passé, dear. We much prefer not to know where we are in the world these days.
Not Happy thread- 337 pages Happiness thread-290 pages People are 47 percent more NOT happy and that makes me a sad panda
When people are happy, they don't gripe about it. They don't feel the need to post. When people are unhappy, they want to vent their frustrations and so they post. Hence, a longer not-happy thread than a happy thread.
I don't trust this research. You should count all the posts that are about and express not-happiness and happiness. Posts like this are neutral and don't express a not-happy/happy sentiment.
Good point. There's also the point that it looks as if @Kingtype is trying to find something to be sad about (also he's species-challenged!) and creating even more posts to the Not Happy Thread.