During lunch time today, I drag others along to a hypermarket for some lunch break shopping.
We took our time to order.... and when it's finally my turn, I ordered a snack plate of 2 fried chicken.
Me: I want friend chickin!
Waitress: Oh sorry, we are out of chickin!
Me: WHOAAAAAAAA!!! KFC out of chickin!!! IT'S DOOMSDAY!!!!
Then when I turned around, I SAW IT!!!!!
Mr. KFC Himselfs, Colonal Sanders. Malaysian songkok version.
After ordering burgers, we have to wait for it. My colleagues orders reached soon, while mine reach much much later.
Me: Fried chikin ready yet?
Waitress: Nope. The stock just arrived.
Me: Now slaughtering the chickin?
Waitress: No, we are trying to catch it.