That is beautiful.
wipes tear from eye
Doing a whopper is cr@p, it just falls apart after a couple of thrusts.
I’m ashamed of all of you, making dirty jokes about our nation’s respected food service companies like that. Don’t you know it’s in poor taste?
What did you think the white stuff on them was?
Come again?
I’d bounce those buns.
If they tell me I can’t do those juicy buns, I’d get all up in their grill.
That’s where I figure it started. The 80’s were all about “power” this and “Power” that. No self-respecting, up and coming “power” businessperson had a long enough attention span to “have” lunch like those other under-achievers. They had to “do” lunch, and it had to be a “power” lunch, 110%!
Weren’t the 80’s when everyone was doing cocaine, too?
urp I need a puke smiley.
OK, that was gross–but I’ll admit I laughed!