Late
in the night -- ohhh, I'd say early in 1971 or thereabouts -- Col. Sanders
received a threatening visit from a most ominous foursome: Long John Silver,
Arthur Treacher, H. Salt, and a little boy named D. The next day,
the Colonel issued a memo, and all Kentucky Fried Chicken restaurants stopped
selling fish.
The
sale only came once a year, but those avacado
appliances went
on forever.
And
if you couldn't get past the police, you could probably see the same things
by peeking in your neighbor's window.
And, for those not quite on a Pizitz
budget . . . . .