Saturday, September 18, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
KFC
After 7,200 miles across the land of Mcdonalds, Subway, KFC, and Dairy Queen, the vast cultural differences that I could detect through out my trip was that in the northwest, they sell hamburgers at KFC. And they have no clue what Italian dressing is. How fucked up is that? Really, fucking hamburgers at KFC.
roam
This past summer, I took the opportunity to drive across this great country of ours. A much suspected universal truth was revealed to me: No matter who you meet in life's travels. Or how diverse the culture or communities through which you may pass, And no matter how far you may roam in this world... they never have a fucking knife in a chinese restaurant.
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