We like the Nando’s dining experience. We like to eat. We know stuff about Nando’s—-some good, some bad, some stupid, and occasionally, some not as stupid. What we don’t know, we surmise. What we can’t surmise, we formulate an opinion about. If we were vegetarians, we wouldn’t care about the stupid stuff. But, we are not vegetarians. We are Fogghorn Legghorn, and we like our double-leg-and-thigh. Especially when the leg and thigh is connected to my hips, or a woman’s. When there are stupid things that happen at the Nando’s franchise locations that we frequent, word gets out, and it tends to upset the chickens before they jump on the famous flame-grille (shameless branding, not so hard, see?), and we sense that when we chew and swallow the chicken after plating and serving. So hopefully someone out there has the sense to come to their senses, after reading our pressed words, and come to their senses, also. So read this blog, and “come to your senses!”.
Also, “the brain is a horrible thing to waste!”—-albert einstein
“and the chicken livers also!”—–fogghorn legghorn