McDonald's

I love Doritos with a passion. I went to Wal-Mart and bought a pack because they looked spectacular. We went straight home with pure excitement and cranked on the oven. A few minutes past and the smell of rotten vomit came crawling from the inside of the stove. We thought that a mouse had died in our oven and started burning. A few more lengthy minutes pasted and the timer set off. We were starving by this point. Opening the oven door exposed the horrid smell like a cloud of smoke. We gagged. As we took out the 'food'. We set the 8 triangles of doom on the counter to cool. Eventually we grabbed a few of the demon triangles and placed them in our virgin mouths. The flavor that oozed out was a disgusting array of satanic fluids. "What the heck are these things filled with?" was asked our selves as we darted to the bathroom, clenching our poor bums. We've never felt the rage of 1000 demons purge through our bodies and into the poor unforgiving toilet. All I can say is that the plumber got a fat check.

The burger was hot and juicy while the fries were just warm. But, the shake machine was still busted. It was little more than really cold chocolate milk. Not a single"brain freeze" in the bunch. I think 3 years is long enough for the shake machine to be broken.