Hey Hayirakaz

September 18th, my goldfish was ran over by my father's mother's cousin's brother's daughter's father and it has left me in a severe depression. I was sent to my psychiatrist for mental help and was recommended to visit my local KFC frequently. I didn't seem fond of the idea since who needs to eat such fatty foods so often. But my opinion changed when i saw Sanders Kun. HIs glorious, silky, white hair, his sharp, yet welcoming goatee that was treated with TLC, and his beautiful Western Bowtie that is his pièce de résistance. When i saw him, our eyes locked. He smiled at me, handing a top-offed bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken to me. the taste was heavenly; at least eleven spices were bubbling in my mouth. i fell in love with him at first sight. Even now, i write this review with a bucket of KFC clenched in my grasp. He cured my depression and has filled me with the will to live. I love you, Colonel Sanders!