“we are KFC”
Today, tomorrow, KFC; everyday is a good day to have KFC in a black household.
KFC is to black people what a discount is to Indian people.
The same way whites believe that Woolworths brings the best produced foods. We black people also believe that no chicken comes close to KFC.
“love is KFC”
Some black people don’t even care what KFC stands for (and I won’t bore you with the expansion either) as long as the chicken tastes great.
The black middle class has KFC for lunch, on pay day.
In food courts, I have seen more KFC on black people’s tables than I’ve seen in any KFC outlet.
“cherish your KFC”
I’ve seen and learnt that KFC rules majority of black people’s households.
How has the black market taken advantage of their love for KFC? They are employed at every KFC and KFC is hardly if ever robbed at all.
If you hear them say ‘kentucky’, they are saying KFC in codes but it doesn’t mean they know what KFC stands for.
How many KFC outlets are black owned? Probably not enough but that’s not important to us as long as our monthly budget can accommodate KFC.
How many black people want to own KFC? (This is our posterity after all) probably not many BUT I can guarantee you that many want to purchase a bucket of KFC on pay day or wellfare payout day.
If you’ve never seen many black people happy at the same time in one place, you’ve never given a lot of black people in one venue KFC.
We black people like KFC so much we have our own imitation KFC version especially set aside and unleashed for delicate occasions like weddings and funerals.
If you’ve never seen black people queueing for hours for food they are paying for willingly, you’ve never been to a KFC outlet month end.
And some black ladies say if he’s never taken you out to/bought you KFC, they have news for you.
KFC is the light at the end of every black person’s month.
“no weapon formed against KFC and black people shall prosper”
Black people can also be full of it some say KFC smells yuck when you’re finally loaded and pay day doesn’t mean much but smells great when your lips and pockets are equally dry as the undrinkable savanna.
After it all has been written and disagreed upon; there is a KFC story inside every black person.