So last night, at 23:00 I realised I wanted something horrendously unhealthy and fried. The only thing nearby that scratches that itch is of course the golden arches so I go and order a McHeartAttack with extra hypertension.
Apparently they'd run out of fries so they wanted me to park up, so I did. I witnessed someone repeatedly attempt to drive the wrong way up the drive through. Quite how they worked out this was the right way to order their deep fried loveliness I'm not too sure. More by luck than judgement that they didn't hit other cars...
Apparently they'd run out of fries so they wanted me to park up, so I did. I witnessed someone repeatedly attempt to drive the wrong way up the drive through. Quite how they worked out this was the right way to order their deep fried loveliness I'm not too sure. More by luck than judgement that they didn't hit other cars...
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