The married woman at the counter was very helpful. She knew a fast food eater of my stature expected the finest service and ooo boy did she deliver. It was a feast fit for a Burger King.
The married woman was dreaming about me devouring my biscuit, wiping the grease off my shirt, as the crumbs got stuck in my beard and could you blame her? she's only human anyways. Everything I ordered was from the value menu so it came out to $6. The 🥚 tasted like an 🥚 and the 🧀 tasted like 🧀.
Stay tuned for parts 2-12.
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