I've been hard on you these past few years. Your pathetic excuse for chicken patties and your rubbery bacon had me dissing you for a long time. Sure you had spicy nuggets, but it would never be enough. You had been my go to fast food place and you had hurt me. Hurt me so. WHY DID YOU HURT ME? But today, I'm here to say I'm sorry. I've been eating your biggie menu spicy crispy chicken sandwiches lately and I'm asking you to take me back. I was wrong to cast you aside for other, thicker women. I still be eating them, but I think we could make it work. For 1.39, I get a sandwich that perfectly balances proportions and price. But beyond that, you actually bring heat to the table. Yes, thats right. I've discovered a chicken sandwich that does what only Popeyes can do - make my mouth feel zesty. I wish I could shout from the rooftops "ITS SPICY!!!!!" but I would likely fall to my death and be unable to enjoy two spicy crispy chicken sandwiches for 1.39 each plus tax. You taste so good. I'm always left wanting more.
I believe in us again. I won't go back to the rest of your menu, but I don't need to. I found the spark for our fire once more. I still plan on cheating on you, a lot, but at least you'll know that I'll be coming home to you most nights. And at the end of the day, isn't that what true love is all about?
I believe in us again. I won't go back to the rest of your menu, but I don't need to. I found the spark for our fire once more. I still plan on cheating on you, a lot, but at least you'll know that I'll be coming home to you most nights. And at the end of the day, isn't that what true love is all about?