Now here’s a dilemma. I’m sure the rest of you comparing my beloved McRib to horsemeat or donkey jizz will think I’m a complete mental case here. But true McRib connoisseurs will sympathize with me.
I’ve finished up with company business early down in Torrance. I checked out of my hotel. It’s 10am. Do I...hang around in the area until 11 and grab a couple more before bidding it farewell for another handful of years, but by doing so get caught up in LA lunchtime traffic trying to get out of town? Or do I just kiss it off and get on 405, sorry...the 405, and get out of here while I have a chance at minimizing the traffic?
These are these hard choices in my life people. I sit in a Coffee Bean parking lot trying to decide.
Now here’s a dilemma. I’m sure the rest of you comparing my beloved McRib to horsemeat or donkey jizz will think I’m a complete mental case here. But true McRib connoisseurs will sympathize with me.
I’ve finished up with company business early down in Torrance. I checked out of my hotel. It’s 10am. Do I...hang around in the area until 11 and grab a couple more before bidding it farewell for another handful of years, but by doing so get caught up in LA lunchtime traffic trying to get out of town? Or do I just kiss it off and get on 405, sorry...the 405, and get out of here while I have a chance at minimizing the traffic?
These are these hard choices in my life people. I sit in a Coffee Bean parking lot trying to decide.
When people look back on life they regret the things they didn't do, the things they missed out on. Go ahead and have that final McRib, don't live a lifetime of regret.
Well I guess it sucks that they didn’t come up with the HPV vaccine before I turned 26, because that’s an easy choice. I’d pick hobo cawk every day and twice on Sunday if it got me unlimited McRibs for life.
With an answer this emphatic in the affirmative, i think we need to up the bar. What if the hobo films the deed?