Bitch about how bad you've got it, you primadonna. You know you want to!
Well here's my story so far for today.
I was running a little late so I went to McDonald's for breakfast. The drive-thru. I ordered a sausage egg McMuffin combination with a sweet roll.
I was then coldly told that they were waiting for my order and to pull into the number one slot to wait. So I waited.
Probably 5 minutes. Waste of my time!. The guy finally comes out hands me the bag and the sandwich was out of its wrapper and I couldn't find the damn hash browns. So I grabbed it when he was walking in and said where are the hash browns motherfucker? They were actually at the bottom of the bag out of its package too. Lol.
So it's cool I go down the road and open my sausage McMuffin and it's a fucking ham McMuffin. I cannot stand him. Even the stench of it or even taking it out of the sandwich still leaves the residual taste of it. But I got over it and I ate it.
The hash browns were soggy and too greasy.
Now I'm hoping for that awesome sweet roll to pull me through. So I grab into the bag to open the fork and get a handful of greasy ham.
Why does God treat me this way?