Hide the women and children,

Hide the women and children, PETA just launched a new campaign against KFC.

Apparently KFC hasn't been responsive enough to PETA's demand that the Colonel's chickens be raised more humanely then they currently are. There's all kinds of gross detail on the official protest website, so read into it if you're into that type of thing. I'm not overly so, but I dig the activism. (I don't, however, dig the 4,000 'click here' links. Doofs.)

In the past, PETA has been successful in their attempts to get McDonald's, Wendy's and BK - but not B2K - to change their animal welfare policies. For some reason KFC refuses to give. I have no idea why, other than perhaps it'd be too expensive or too difficult or maybe take too much time away from researching Super Frickin' Crispy Chicken.

Tired of making no progress, a group like PETA is left with but a few options: throwing fake blood on people eating popcorn chicken (now with 20% more free) or boycotting. Thankfully for everyone, they're going with the boycott.

I think I'll play along for a while. It'll be easy for now because I go to KFC maybe once a year and it's never really that good. Back in college, we used to go to the buffet and put down like 4 plates each. Then one day after eating, Dunn mentioned that it kind of sucked and we all had one of those 'he's right, your know' moments. Since then, the Colonel and I have had - at best - a casual relationship. Sure, we get together 'for fun' every so often, but we both know it'll never last.

If anything will drag me back, though, it'll be those damn biscuits. Me still likes the biscuits.

The biscuits and the zinger sauce. That stuff rules, too.