I don't care how many hundreds of KFC biscuits I ate while working there. I will always love them. They didn't have strawberry jam at that particular store, so that was a bummer, but they had honey, and that's delicious as well. :danana:
Here's a story. Earlier today my mom, sisters and I were at the St. Louis airport, and we ate at a restaurant there. I ordered a turkey club sandwich and it came with fries. I was eating my sammich, and I thought I smelled a pickle. There wasn't one on my sammich, and my sisters had ordered chicken strips, and my mom had ordered pasta... What was this pickle smell? So I continued eating my sammich, thinking about a delicious pickle the whole time. And then I noticed under a few fries was a pickle spear! And it was the good kind of pickle too! My younger sister thought I was stupid when I got egscited about the discovery of the pickle, but my mom and older sister thought it was funny that I got so egscited. My younger sister is doing puberty and is always moody and mean, so she hates me every once in a while unexpectedly. I don't enjoy being around pre-teen girls... They are very mean. I think she really hates it when I find something funny. Every time I smile or laugh, she scowles at me. O_O And sometimes tells me to shut up...