I'll actually be eternally grateful to this KFC, it put me off any chance of going near the colonel's chicken again. I've never been a massive kafuc muncher, thankfully I'd been told at an early age that urban legend of how they in fact use spice-coated rabbit (or even rats which is friggin god-awful), enough to almost put me off for life. I say almost as after 15 years without it I decided one fateful eve (out of sheer boredom with other fast food outlets) to give it another whirl. This was the night of the hairy breast. No I'm not talking one of those tiny chicken hairs that simply serves to remind you this was once a living thing. This was the biggest, baddest-ass human or other large creature hair, I've ever had the misfortune to see coiled around my food, crispy coated in 11 secret herbs. ERKKKK! I contemplated suing them for trauma but frankly, couldn't be bothered. In a nutshell - keep your hairy food to yourself! read more