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f*ck colorado
Thursday, September 30, 2004
 
the true debate
it all came together this evening. it was a beautiful --- unity, diversity, and a celebration of the evolution in cooking a chicken. to watch the beginning of the debates between bush + kerry, the people spoke + came together with our symbolic gesture of fried chicken.

we represented all enthnicities: popeye's, church's, and the steadfast resolution of old relable, fentucky fried chicken. to see us come together, sharing original recipe, with spicy dark meat, mixing 4 piece family combos with 8 piece $5 manager's specials was a truly moving moment, reminding us of the will of the american people.

the bisquits + gravy were present, but as a mere bystander to the true path that we sought to take on. it was a tour de fource, a testament, to the will, of the human spirit, if you will.

we mixed + matched, sharing honey covered bisquits from church's with those offering a bit of themselves in a thigh of dark, spicy, fried goodness.

america, i still believe in you, yo.


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