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Active Member
Spend as much time looking over the fucking menu board
at McDoanlds as you would picking
out a life insurance policy. Surely your fast food lunch
is a life changing event that
requires some serious consideration. People, it's
fucking McDoanlds and some of us have
things to do. We've all eaten there before
and the menu never changes. They've got Big Macs,
Quarter Pounders, Chicken McNuggets, and french fries.
The one down the road from your work has
Big Macs, Quarter Pounders, Chicken McNuggets,
and french fries. The one on I-77 through Pennsylvania?
It's got Big Macs, Quarter Pounders, Chicken McNuggets,
and french fries. The one that's open 24
that you like to hit after a night of partying with your friends?
It's got Big Macs, Quarter Pounders,
Chicken McNuggets, and french fries. They're all the fucking same. Th
ere are no surprises. In fact,
let's be honest. The Big Mac is really just a Quarter Pounder
with Thousand Island dressing. It's all
the fucking same. You should be able to decide what
you're going to order by the time you parked your fucking car.
In your lifetime you're going to eat over 25,000 lunches.
If you wanted a life altering meal you can
write home to mom about, you should have gone
someplace else. The fact that you went to McDoanlds means
you're in a fucking hurry, as are the rest of us who are
unfortunate enough to be trapped in line behind you.
I don't think years from now you're going to be laying on
your deathbed, wishing one of those lunches had
been a Filet'o'Fish instead of a six piece McNuggets
with honey mustard dipping sauce. Just fucking order
something before I stick this fucking plastic fork into
your juggular and dip my fries in your fucking neck,
you fucking asshole.
at McDoanlds as you would picking
out a life insurance policy. Surely your fast food lunch
is a life changing event that
requires some serious consideration. People, it's
fucking McDoanlds and some of us have
things to do. We've all eaten there before
and the menu never changes. They've got Big Macs,
Quarter Pounders, Chicken McNuggets, and french fries.
The one down the road from your work has
Big Macs, Quarter Pounders, Chicken McNuggets,
and french fries. The one on I-77 through Pennsylvania?
It's got Big Macs, Quarter Pounders, Chicken McNuggets,
and french fries. The one that's open 24
that you like to hit after a night of partying with your friends?
It's got Big Macs, Quarter Pounders,
Chicken McNuggets, and french fries. They're all the fucking same. Th
ere are no surprises. In fact,
let's be honest. The Big Mac is really just a Quarter Pounder
with Thousand Island dressing. It's all
the fucking same. You should be able to decide what
you're going to order by the time you parked your fucking car.
In your lifetime you're going to eat over 25,000 lunches.
If you wanted a life altering meal you can
write home to mom about, you should have gone
someplace else. The fact that you went to McDoanlds means
you're in a fucking hurry, as are the rest of us who are
unfortunate enough to be trapped in line behind you.
I don't think years from now you're going to be laying on
your deathbed, wishing one of those lunches had
been a Filet'o'Fish instead of a six piece McNuggets
with honey mustard dipping sauce. Just fucking order
something before I stick this fucking plastic fork into
your juggular and dip my fries in your fucking neck,
you fucking asshole.
Fuck McD's
