KFC set to unleash bunless Double Down sandwich on America

First there was the Double Big Mac. Then came the Baconator. Now KFC is triumphantly laying claim to the World's meatiest and - in our opinion - most nutritionally-challenged sandwich. Their recipe? Two strips of bacon, two slices of cheese and a healthy dollop of the Colonel's Sauce all sandwiched between (insert drum roll please) two thick and juicy filets of deep-fried chicken. That's right, this sandwich is so serious it doesn't need a bun.

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How long before the U.S. government starts spying on KFC patrons so as to disqualify them from health insurance?







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What is the world coming to?

I happened to catch the following promo for a show on a specialty channel called Slice. I guess it's the channel formerly known as The Life Network (slice of life?) Anyway, the show is called Shear Genius and is about hair stylists competing for who knows what--perhaps a shot at fame an fortune like most of the other "reality" shows.

I'm no prude--I've been around the block more times than most people, but something in the commercial took me by surprise--so much so, that I wasn't sure I heard it right. I jumped up and went to YouTube to see if I could find it.

As it turns out, my hearing seems to be fine, but I take little pleasure in learning this. I find the spot in the ad disgusting and in my opinion, not appropriate for general consumption. Civility is dead, it would seem. I would have liked to have attended the funeral--I was a big fan of it for a very long time. Listen to the commercial and tell me what you think about the bit at about 24 seconds in.




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A glimpse into the future

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Simple act of kindness

Today, while walking, I came face to face with a dishevelled old man who quickly gave me his sob story before I could walk out of earshot. "I'm on the street and I'd like to get some lunch. Can you spare any change?" I politely declined his request and continued on.

I took about 20 steps and then started to feel sorry for him. I thought to myself that he'd probably just spend any money given to him on booze or drugs. He didn't seem quite all there. Then I thought that whatever he does with it, it'll be something he deems more necessary at the moment to help him cope with his obviously unpleasant circumstances. He may need to escape from his problems for a while or he may indeed need to eat something.

I dug into my pocket and found a couple of Toonies (Canadian $2 coins). I turned around and started back just in time to see another man solicited and reject the pan handler. I walked up and told him "Here, take this" and dropped the coins into his outstretched hand. He looked at me, then at the coins in his still outstretched hand and then back at me as if he couldn't comprehend what had just happened. Finally, he said "Thanks a lot, chief. You're very kind". I mumbled "No problem" as I turned to go on my way. He remained where he was and continued to shower me with accolades of gratitude as I put distance between us.

A few minutes later, I stopped at an intersection waiting for traffic to ease and he caught up with me and continued with the thanks, etc. I couldn't help but smile at the situation and as I crossed the road, he remained there again continuing "God bless you..."

Well, it gave me a lift for the rest of the afternoon, which got me to thinking: Which one of us got the bigger lift from the transaction?

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Sister Mary Ann

Sister Mary Ann, who worked for a home health agency, was out making her rounds visiting homebound patients when she ran out of gas. As luck would have it, a Texaco gasoline station was just a block away.

She walked to the station to borrow a gas can and buy some gas. The attendant told her that the only gas can he owned had been loaned out, but she could wait until it was returned. Since Sister Mary Ann was on the way to see a patient, she decided not to wait and walked back to her car.

She looked for something in her car that she could fill with gas and spotted the bedpan she was taking to the patient. Always resourceful, Sister Mary Ann carried the bedpan to the station, filled it with gasoline, and carried the full bedpan back to her car.

As she was pouring the gas into her tank, two Baptists watched from across the street. One of them turned to the other and said,

'If it starts, I'm turning Catholic.'

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