KFC Introduces Delicious, Deadly Sandwich

Italians and the French have been doing this for years… it’s called Chicken Cordon Bleu. Ham and cheese inside of fried chicken breast – pretty much the same as this except this is Americanized and extreme.

“Meat is the new bread!”

I WANT ONE. RIGHT NOW.

This is about as stupid as The Carl’s Jr. low carb burger I saw a few years back that consisted of two lettuce leafs for buns. (I’m not from the US)

For some reason, the first thing this made me think of was years ago, a coworker telling me in all seriousness that vegetarians could eat at KFC because KFC wasn’t legally allowed to call themselves “Kentucky Fried Chicken” anymore, because they were supposedly lab-growing headless, skinless chickens that were never technically alive. I tried to tell him that they changed their moniker to “KFC” in an attempt to divert attention from the “Fried” part of the name, and that the Frankenchicken story was just an urban legend, but he was convinced that what he was saying was true. The same coworker insisted that vegetarians could eat at Taco Bell because they used soy fillers in their taco meat. “But there’s still meat,” I said, and he agreed. “Then vegetarians can’t eat it.” I don’t think he ever got what I was trying to say.

As for this? Would I try it? Ummmm. A resounding NO.

KFC are amateurs.
The Vortex restaurant in Atlanta served me a daily special once. Once. I think it was called a southern style burger, or something like that. After you find out what it is, you’ll realize why I can’t remember what it was called. Part of it is still lodged in my brain, another part in my aorta. Okay, so it’s a half pound hamburger, served on a huge southern-style biscuit. But don’t stop there. It was topped with not one, not two, not three but four strips of deep-fried, thick bacon. But wait, there’s more! On top of all that, a heaping helping of sausage gravy! Served with your choice of side or salad. Just kidding, no salad. I chose a huge pile of tater tots. Ketchup? No way, too much like a vegetable. May-yo-naise! Proud to say that I finished the whole freaking thing, and I either survived, or I’m some kind of meat zombie. Please don’t tell my health care company that I subjected myself to this, or they may drop me for a pre-existing condition, “willingness to submit himself to self inflicted medical experimentation”

Sandwiches should have bread to keep the fingers cleanish.

Mmmm I want some chicken cordon bleu now, but this may do acceptably as a substitute. Honestly I don’t think I could finish the whole thing though. It looks enormous.

re: A

Im glad the low carb thing is gone or at least fading.

A friend of mine cannot eat gluten and always has her burger on lettuce.

Saw this elsewhere earlier with no credit and figured it was one of those things some whackjob on the internet came up with. Didn’t realise it was real.

But I would SO eat one. Almost never eat junkfood, and that looks… Well sod it I just want the chicken.

I would try one in a heartbeat. Though it may be my last.

Wow, but… fast food bacon is always disappointing. Especially when combined with fast food fried chicken (I’m specifically thinking of the Wendy’s Chicken Club), which totally overwhelms it.

Kudos to KFC, though, for trying something absolutely wacky.

Oh no. Ooooooooh nonononononono- This should be banned, forbidden! Bad for health- veeeeery bad. Bad Bad Bad Bad KFC!

…Pffff….
With all this commotion about this cordon blue in some new form, it is high time for us to drink some gin, smoke a cigarette and build myself a nice reefer to calm the nerves….

“I only go to fast food places to use the restroom”

Yeah, that’s precisely the sort of statement that makes everyone hate vegetarians. So you would dare eat at McMayhem at the risk of clogging up your dainty arteries but you have problem with clogging up their drains with you foul vege-poo. I’ve been guilty of using fastfood restrooms without buying anything many a time, but that was usually after washing down a massive real burger around the corner where the bathroom had a dead meth-head in it (I had no problem with that – it was just that he was blocking the door).

Bottomline:
The right to abuse restroom privileges is won through self-abuse. You don’t have to do it there, but you sure as hell have to do it somewhere. It’s karma.
Now go wipe your tears on a piece of lettuce and get to work.

This will work, if you go buy one, take it home, cut it in pieces, and serve it to the family for a main dish, along with tomatoes, broccoli, biscuits, and maybe a salad.

A Noun – Didn’t ya notice how fake the grill lines on the “grilled” chicken was? It’s cookie cutter, fake, and disgusting… Like everything at KFC!

@ A #7

Seeing your name, must be from Canada.
it explains alot, eh!

@ Noelegy.

Me wonders whom was the more gullible between the Two of you… ;P

Gluck cluck cluck!

Owl O’Doom (great name!) I wouldn’t have given this particular coworker credit for being clever enough to try to tell me a story like that to try to snooker me…

Look, I’m an old fat bastard and I wouldn’t touch that with Skipweasels dick.

Motherfuck KFC.

Are we finally eating Cake, Antoinette?

Get in my belly!

I’m not going to lie, I can’t wait to find one and eat it. I love this nasty stuff. I’m going to die an early death. I know this, so save your comments.