KFC — Restaurant in Karatsu

Hmmm...nom nom... Who doesn't like the delicious taste of the pepper mayo Twister, a devilish delight was custom sent from heaven for me and nobody else. The part-timer behind the counter barely retains her arm as I piranha snatch my order out of it and viciously devour the high calorie goodness like a famished werewolf. My triple chin oscillates and shines in the slick warmth of chicken oil and gratitude as I devour battalions of Crispies; one soldier after another, until my gullet cries for mercy and the very chair underneath begins to give way. Satisfied, I roll myself out of the store, acquiring months of lint, fabled thirteen ingredient batter pieces and squished insects on my being in the process, yelling to the staff 'Hah! That's the last you'll hear from me! I'll never EVER succumb to the call of KFC again!'.. to which they smile sardonically in collective unison, knowing I'll be back in the following...

They just renovated this KFC. It now has self service check out with language in English...

Dinnae bother. Midget chickens, midget portions. Money making exercise from...