Story Time!

I want to tell you all about something that happened to me in the recent past.

Once upon a time the folks at KFC created a monster. They called it the Double Down. It roamed around the United States, crushing hearts and clogging arteries. One day, it found its way to Canada.

When six friends heard about this, they knew it was up to them to conquer the sandwich. Even if it meant their faces would break out in greasy chicken-bacon-cheese pimples.

The DD Family.

We squeeze six into a car for five. But will we be able to fit after the DD?

We've reach our destination. Nerves set in. Stomachs prematurely ache.

A portrait of the beast. It's bigger than we are.

Brave Neil makes the first move. Will it be his last?

We fill up on sugary drinks to wash down the salty sadness that is the DD.

INTERMISSION.

The Beast!

We say our last prayers and give a final cheers. The battle begins.

Ah! A casualty on first bite!

Hesitant on the offensive.

Attack, attack, attack!

Slowly but surely, the battle goes in our favour.

We attack from both sides!

Victory! The aftermath of the battlefield.

Proud or ashamed?

Ashamed. And sick.

But closer as a family.

But did we really win?

After returning to school, the cold sweats started to kick in and the grease started to seep from every pore on my body. My mind was hazy, my heart weakened, my self-respect gone. As soon as I got home, I involuntarily passed out. I awoke two hours later feeling defeated, embarrassed, violated and spiritually corrupt. We may have won the battle, but we lost the war.

I don't know if it was self- fulfilling prophecy or what, but I genuinely felt gross after eating the Double Down, but during, it was kind of tasty. A little (a lot) salty, but tasty. I recommend you have your own little adventure and tell me about it after!

Before October 18th, the DD was a myth to Canadians. We joked and we laughed. But, KFC saw this as an opportunity to make some FAT cash. They brought the myth into existence. When something people thought was fictional becomes available to purchase, people buy it.

So, KFC hyped it, people talked about it and anticipated it. It came and people had to get it. Eight bucks? No problem. Money is not a factor in this decision. KFC also only made it available for a limited time so that if money was ever a factor, it wouldn't be anymore. Call to action: Take one down before it's gone.

All in all, I'm glad we did this. It was fun, scary and probably one of the most important moments in my life (Kidding. Half kidding). Even though we practically paid a KFC employee's salary that day (DD Meal = $10 x 7), and had to deal with the DD disaster afterwards, it was generally a valuable experience.

I wonder how long till the Triple Down will be down in my belly...