Here we all are. Part 3 of my road trip to Tallhassee to visit my blogging brother Carlin Trammel of Nerd Lunch. After experiencing the religious experience that is the Tallhassee Auto Museum, we decided that while our spiritual selves are full, our physical selves are now empty. What do we do to replenish our famished bodies?
I’ll tell you what we do. We go to KFC and dine like victorious gladiators on Double Downs. Tonight, we dine IN HELL!!! (or a ghetto KFC; 6 of one, half a dozen of another)
You should know, right before this trip, I found out KFC has started offering a 64 ounce (one half gallon) Mega Jug of soda. So, being the bad ass that I am, I decided I needed to drink one. And since I was going to be at KFC anyway I needed to order a Double Down in order to have something the 64 ounces of soda could wash down into my gullet. So Carlin and I swagger into KFC like gunfighters prepared to place our manly orders in very loud voices so everyone would know that some sh*t was about to go down. Maybe they might want to evacuate the women and children.
I cooly glance up at the menu for dramatic effect, and I don’t see either the Double Down or the Mega Jug. What? No Double Down? Holy balls. I am going to have to burn this joint TO THE GROUND. Que Wolverine Berzerker Rage. Right before I start tossing tables and bustin’ skulls, Carlin suggests I just ask if they have it. I struggle to comprehend what Carlin means by his crazy talk. Why would that work? So I ask the lady if they still have the Double Down and Mega Jug soda fully expecting to punch her in the face when she denies me.
She says yes, narrowly escaping the Five Fingers of Doom, heads into the back for like 5 minutes and when she comes back she hands me the biggest cup I’ve ever seen in my life. I pay for my goods and try to put soda into what can only be described as a bucket.
Check this out. The Mega Jug takes up THREE SPOTS on the soda fountain. That would make getting a suicide easier. So, I sit there for about 10 minutes while I fill the bucket up with Diet Pepsi. Then I become concerned because I’m not entirely sure a human bladder is designed to house 64ozs of Diet Pepsi.