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I actually kinda like the KFC bowl...
The Mavs fans have had their fun now. It's enough of trashing every thread. If you want, you can create one thread and wack it to KFC and SpursDynasty all day. But please, stop it every thread in this section. I let you guys have a playground here because your home forums are crap. Don't make this one trash too that kind of defeats the purpose.
Thanks,
The Management
I actually kinda like the KFC bowl...
Everything is okay in moderation. 9-out-of-10 posts as trash isn't good. I've never had that bowl.
It's good, but loaded with fat
Can we sticky this?
The bowls at El Pollo Loco are so much better. I have to go back to SA to get some.
stupid trolls
KFC bowl in the commercials.
KFC bowl in real-life.
In my final KFC-related post in the NBA forum, here is Patton Oswalt's article on when he actually tried a KFC Bowl. I applaud his courage.
http://www.avclub.com/content/featur...st_special_the
I am writing this under appreciable mental strain, since by tonight, I shall be no more. When you read these hastily scrawled words, you may guess, though never fully realize, why I must have forgetfulness or death.
Would that I could forget that fateful evening in the autumn of 2006 when I first heard the shrieking, beckoning clarion call of Kentucky Fried Chicken's Famous Bowl...
Kentucky Fried Chicken had filled a bowl with gravy, mashed potatoes, corn, breaded chicken, and finally, cheese. Shut-ins, people afflicted with Prader-Willi Syndrome, and manic-depressives also do this. If you're trying to make a fortune in the food and beverage industry, those are the three demographics to shoot for—the Famous Bowl is one of the bestselling items on the KFC menu...
I wrote a bit about the Famous Bowl. I'm a comedian. I'm obsessed with love, crime, America, and the apocalypse. The KFC Famous Bowl is all of these...
And boy, did the bit work. I love doing it. I put it on an album and did it on Late Night With Conan O'Brien. And it took on a weird life of its own. People keep telling me about the Famous Bowl, in all its permutations. Someone told me KFC added a biscuit to the bowl. I heard desperate whispers about newer, more sinister products that were being tried out at the ominous-sounding "test market store" in Louisville—including something called "The Megaleg," which I fear will be part of some future A.V. Club Taste Test...
But I have a shameful secret.
I've never had a Famous Bowl.
Until now.
The A.V. Club asked me to try one and write about it. I said yes. I bought one and ate it. It was a mistake.
First off, when I went looking for a KFC in Los Angeles, I realized I hadn't been in a KFC in decades. I remember, as a kid, how fun they were, with the corn on the cob on a stick, and the way KFC chicken tastes so goddamn awesome the next day after spending the night in the fridge.
The franchise I visited, on Hollywood Boulevard near my old apartment, looked like it had withstood assault by bullets, flamethrowers, Baseball Furies, and a hundred hook-handed s. Everything inside the store—including the employees and customers—looked like it had been rubbed with sad ham. And they were offering a new product for kids—"fun meals" that came in colorful cardboard containers that opened like laptop computers. A generation of children are growing up associating computer use with fun, grease, and food. I will flee to the mountains before I see how porn gets folded into that equation.
...I drove the Famous Bowl home. It sat on the passenger seat next to me like a sullen runaway I'd picked up on the interstate...
The Famous Bowl hit my mouth like warm soda, slouched down my throat, and splayed itself across my stomach like a sun-stroked wino. It was that precise combination of things, and so many other sensations that did not go together. At all.
The gravy, which I remembered as being tangy and delicious in my youth, tasted like the idea of blandness, but burned and then salted to cover the horrid taste. The mashed potatoes defiantly stood their ground against the gravy, as if they'd read The Artist's Way and said, "I'm going to be boring and forgetful in my own potato-y way!" The corn tasted like it had been dunked in fake-corn-flavored ointment, and the popcorn chicken, breaded to the point of parody, was like chewing a cotton sleeve that someone had used to wipe chicken grease off their chin.
The cheese had congealed. Even in the heat and steam of the covered Famous Bowl, it had congealed. I stabbed it with the tines of my spork and it all came up in one piece. I nibbled an edge, had a vision of a crying Dutch farmer, and put it down.
I managed three or four more spoonfuls, trying to be fair. I am not the healthiest eater, but this was a level of crap I hadn't earned a belt in yet.
Afterward, I had the weirdest feeling. I'm trying to imagine this feeling amplified, as if I'd finished the entire bowl:
My mouth was laced with the various "flavors" of the Famous Bowl. My stomach was bloated and uncomfortable with the fist of starch I'd just put in it. But I didn't feel like I'd eaten. It's like when you see some loud summer blockbuster, or hear an overproduced pop song—you're left with the sensation of seeing, hearing, or in the case of the Famous Bowl, eating. But in the end, that's all they are—sensations.
There was nothing of consequence or value for me to digest, no taste or memory left on my teeth or tongue to savor and think about.
It's goddamn horrible, this Famous Bowl.
The end is near. I hear a noise at the door, as of some immense slippery, living mound lumbering against it. It shall not find me! God, that gravy! The window! The window!
SpursDynasty has united this board in a way no one thought possible.
I guess Kori is saying we shouldn't ever have too much of a good thing... which, ironically, is what the KFC bowl is all about.
Quoting Bill Walton:
"These threads, and the unity of the boards towards SD, will change the course of Western Civilization"
Guzzle it down, Big Man!
Findog, you have forced me to watch every Patton Oswalt clip on youtube. And for that... I salute you.
"I'll suck a on the Golden Gate Bridge before I bring you a mixed-green salad!"
Look I love Patton Oswalt and I really love KFC...but 1 thread is good enough.
Cheers for Sanity....
go kori
America, eating lunch from the single bowl in the parent basement, where I living. Happy Birthday, I forty-three year old.
Dont want waste precious calories chewing. Jesus move jaw for myself, help my get sloppy food down throat.
^ Is that the modified Ducks version?
heres an idea. how about you just ban them both. you know like actually run the site.The Mavs fans have had their fun now. It's enough of trashing every thread. If you want, you can create one thread and wack it to KFC and SpursDynasty all day. But please, stop it every thread in this section. I let you guys have a playground here because your home forums are crap. Don't make this one trash too that kind of defeats the purpose.
Thanks,
The Management
Oh no you didn'
Here's a better idea.
the ol 24 hour?
First of many, I imagine.
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