I once thought about approaching the FBI with a little puzzle that I thought I solved. The unmarked and well-guarded salt shaker at the McDonald's Fry Station contains a top secret mixture of salt, a touch of sugar, and FRIGGIN CRACK COCAINE. Those delectable strings of golden goodness are addictive, and worth the risk of heart disease that comes with every beautiful perfectly-fried stick.
Does that sound over the top? Okay. Well how about this woman who is so into her nuggets that she summoned 9-1-1 when McDonald's ran out?
Angered that her local McDonald's was out of Chicken McNuggets, a Florida woman called 911 three times to report the fast food "emergency."
Now I'm not hating on anybody's food fetish. I remember the time I almost cried when I forgot the sun-dried tomatoes on my delivery order. Or the time my fiance wanted to run the mini-van through a local diner after watching a man at another table eat the last serving of grits with breakfast.
But I ain't into nuggets, y'all. (Although KFC is a whole other story, but I digress.) And I just can't relate to the fire behind this fast food fiasco.
fries?
Wow. I have problems with Robins Eggs but they only come around at easter so it's okay
Posted by: GC | March 05, 2009 at 03:05 PM
Yeah, that chick wanted her nuggets. I hope McDonalds bans her from that location, because ain't no telling WHAT that chick might do if that happens again.
I've been to Church's chicken and they were out of chicken. How that happens, I don't know. But I ain't calling 911 about it. That's some craziness!
Posted by: LadyLee | March 05, 2009 at 03:57 PM
The only fast food I eat is Chik Fil A and they've just closed the only one in the friggin area, but I ain't about to call 911 or go postal all up in the mall.
I fail to comprehend the fuggery of some people.
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Posted by: blujewel | March 05, 2009 at 07:49 PM
I can relate.
I know I will smack a nukka quick for Subway's Peanut Butter cookies.
Posted by: Dirty Red | March 09, 2009 at 07:44 AM