How to connect the stalks of Crazy Thursday?

1. What can I compare with him? He doesn't have to wait until crazy Thursday to eat KFC.

2. Note: jokes about KFC Crazy Thursday are not allowed today. I'm tired of reading. Violators invite me to dinner.

3. The resilience of human beings lies in that although no one has ever invited him to be crazy on Thursday, he still sends it every Thursday.

Your task is to copy different copies of KFC crazy Thursday every Thursday, until one day someone really invites you to dinner.

5. Recognizing a failed life comes from the moment when you find that no matter how many copies of KFC Crazy Thursday you send, no one invites you to dinner.

6. On Thursday, many people asked for crazy Thursday copywriting, speechless! Isn't crazy Thursday literature an online beggar? I hate internet beggars the most. Those who want to eat KFC won't buy it themselves? Everything! Think I'm right. Order one for me.

7. Imagine New Year's Eve in a few months. You are wearing pyq alone, and your brothers and sisters are in love. I will tell you a sweet love story. Even playing games will find a bunch of couples showing love. Will you regret not opening my head today and asking me to eat today's crazy Thursday?

8. I know you must be busy when you are not looking for me. You'll find me when it's over. Whenever you come to see me, I can spare time to accompany you, but I don't want to disturb you when you are busy. I know you will accompany me when you are free. When you are away, I will wait for you. When you finish eating, you must take me to eat the original chicken with egg tarts on KFC Crazy Thursday.

9. Some time ago, in order to improve my cultural quality, I enrolled myself in a calligraphy training class. Because my contemporaries are all primary school students, everyone is a little crowded out of me and disdains to learn this at my age. Nothing at first, but the malice of primary school students really exceeded my imagination. They said that my old woman came to learn calligraphy with half a foot in the coffin, and I cried.

I dry my tears, no matter they continue to practice calligraphy, I swear that I must practice good handwriting and not let the money go to waste. I carefully wrote a line on the paper: KFC is crazy Thursday today, who will treat me to dinner?

10, sometimes I think people don't like the real me. On the internet, I am always good at pretending, and I look happy, carefree and carefree every day. My life seems to be very simple, too. Not many people are eager to get drunk. I am a homebody and like playing games. I'm not as interesting in real life as I am online. Actually, I don't talk much. What I like best is being alone in a daze. I am so boring, will I really be liked by everyone? I'm confused.

If you can peel off my heart layer by layer, you will find that it is full of one sentence: Who will invite me to dinner on KFC crazy Thursday today?