Last night at bedtime, all I could think about was KFC. A big chicken breast, baked beans, mashed potatoes, and a biscuit. Maybe some ice cold Diet Coke. I asked Scotty how late KFC is open and he was like, "Oh man, that sounds SO good right now." But it was 10:30 and we figured it was probably closed. I settled for a can of Bush's baked beans, some CheezIts and a big glass of milk. My tummy was happy - and I'm sure Gummi Bear's was too. Hee!