I hate McDonald's, and yet once every couple of months you'll find me in this type of compromising situation, where first I wolf down a Quarter Pounder, nearly choking myself, and then let things slow down a bit with the Big Mac, even letting the situation get a little, dare I say, intimate...
Anyway, such is my life here, nothing I am too happy about, but something that I feel is necessary to continue on in a healthy frame of mind. Some people might be saying, "But John, didn't you just recover from a serious stomach ailment? Might this not be the best time to be eating McDonald's?" and to you all I can respond is, "Please, shut the f&^$ up."
Here is my friend who helped me to pull off my 3 hour call-in delivery, who also, unexpectedly, appears to be a distant relative of the Hamburglar.
1 comment:
Hey Lenny,
I can't get enough of your Blog. Hope all is well and I just wanted to say that even when I was in China for just a month I managed to climb Tai An.
Don't let me show you up,
Hal
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