KFC presents a sad story: The Story of the Little One.
Think how he feels next to his big brothers with their official cool names.
The thumb, the like button before the like button. The index finger, the one that shows the way.
The middle finger, the bad boy. The ring finger, the family man. But he is just the little one, the army knife.
Hey little one, drive that screw. Hey little one, remove my sleep. Hey little one, it¡¯s toothpick time.
Hey little one, my ear needs cleaning. And of course, he¡¯s never invited to parties.
But KFC is gonna change all that because in order to grab a piece of KFC chicken, you¡¯ll need all five fingers.
And of course afterwards you¡¯ll lick them all. And yes, even the little one - because at KFC we are for the little one and for every single finger.
Finger-lickin good.