We passed three service stations looking for a KFC.

All we could see were Burger Kings. And a McDonalds.

Kyle pissed himself.

In the end we didn’t even find a KFC. We stopped at the fourth service. I got a Greggs of Shame. Kyle got a Subway. The Subway wasn’t bad actually, I had a bite. You can put on what you want. Sweetcorn and onions. For example. Anyway it doesn’t matter, Kyle still wasn’t happy. Mostly because he was covered in piss.

I just wanted fried chicken from a bucket. I hate the motorway.