Some ketchup and your first born, please
To the employees at McDonalds:
I asked for ketchup, not your freaking kidney. Relax, OK? Hand over the ketchup and everything will be all right. It's just ketchup. Really. Worse things have happened.
I asked for ketchup, not your freaking kidney. Relax, OK? Hand over the ketchup and everything will be all right. It's just ketchup. Really. Worse things have happened.
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I am never eating at McDonald's again. Never! I am pretty sure that is where my food poisoning came from on Monday.
I love McDonald's. I haven't eaten there in months. I remember in college we would raid the McDonald's for condiments. We'd get bags full of bbq sauce & ketchup. Ahh the good old days.
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