Perhaps it was arguing with my liver?
So i decided to go to Burger King for lunch. Waiting on line i can already see the cashier being in a real pissy mood. She could of been no more than twenty years old and with a face that just screams out BITCH!. While i was waiting on line my friend Homeboy Pete comes walking in for his lunch break. I go up and order two whooper Jr's, medium sized Onion rings, four piece chicken tenders, and a small fountain drink.
"is that it?" she said with this tone that sounded like,"Anything else you would like to send down that pie hole of yours fatass?".
" Yes that would be all" i said with a tone that hopefully sounded like,"Yeah you Burger Bitch thats what i want!"
Homeboy Pete comes up next to order while i wait for mine and asks for a Triple Cheeseburger.
" i have to get a manager" she said.
Homeboy Pete and i look at each other in confused look over why she had to bring management into this for a fucking burger. She then asks the manager on how to make a Triple cheeseburger, overhearing this i blatantly state to both of them
" three patties and cheese! it's not that hard".
They give me this look of disgust and go about their burger duties. Homeboy Pete hardly containing himself from a fit of laughter and i now wait. When my order was done, she just plops my bag of food on the counter, and the way she did it just triggered this pent up anger and i say to her,
"Your just a giant fucking ray of sunshine, you know that?"
Without skipping a beat she tells me to "go fuck yourself". So i Said,
"OH! I will, and when I'm violently masturbating later i will be thinking of you!".
With that she had this look that was so priceless that while driving to work and eating that burger, it never tasted so sweet.
I Fucking hate Burger King.
I Fucking hate Burger King.
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