Free KFC, bitches!

A story…

dylicious:

So Jessie and I had an outing to KFC.  This is how it went down.

[Insert 5 minutes of silence.]

KFC bitch (muffled): Hey welcome to your neighborhood KFC.  Order whenever you’re ready.
Jessie:  Um, okay can I get the #6 with Dr. Pepper.  And um…
KFC bitch (interrupting):  Okay, what was that?
Jessie:  The #6.
KFC bitch:  Um, no what was that?  I don’t have the computer in front of me.
Scott (from other side of car):  The large popcorn chicken with potato wedges and Dr. Pepper.
Jessie:  And the #8
KFC bitch: What is that?
Jessie (annoyed): Potato bowl with a Dr. Pepper.
KFC bitch:  Okay your total will be at the window.

[Laugh.  Drive up to window.  Notice nobody at window.  Consider driving away.  Corey appears, eating food in the kitchen.  He opens the window and hands us our food.]

Scott (thinking that he’s going to write a complaint letter):  Corey, can you please tell me the name of the employee that was working the speaker?
Corey:  Uh, yeah… um…. durrrr…. *blink blink drool*…. April?
Scott:  Great, thanks.

[Drive away.]

Scott:  Ummmmmmmm, did we pay for that?
Jessie:  Nope.  Bhahahahaha