LaraLoganisaSaint
04-02-2023, 07:05 AM
I'll be the first to admit my attention can be obtained by the lure of a juicy burger. I'm only human.
I wanted to try the new Burger King melts. Have a little nostalgia of twenty years ago when I ordered the triple stacker every week, living life like an American teenager. (Good God, I miss the early 2000s)
Some context: I've mentioned a few times that I'm a writer. That means I'm dirt poor, like so many other writers before me. You can call it needless suffering, I call it "living my craft."
So when the opportunity comes up that I have some extra cash to treat myself every once in a while, I take it.
I head down to the local Burger King, order a melt, head home so I can eat away from the invasive eyes of the nigger hordes.
It takes me 5 minutes to walk from my shitty apartment to the shitty Burger King. I've walked to the same location for nearly 9 years before niggers started working EVERYWHERE.
NEVER BEFORE IN MY LIFE have I ever ordered a burger that was cold and hard when I bit into it. Not even in the armpit, Middle River.
These lazy niggers premade their sandwiches and it pisses me off.
Is nothing sacred? This is supposed to be America. The whole reason why we get fat is because food here is SUPPOSED to be delicious and greasy and hot off the fryer!
But you want to know the punchline? Niggers have been in Maryland since before I was born. Niggers have worked at fast food joints since before I was born.
What I want to know is, why all of a sudden are they making everything EXTRA shitty?
That's the thing, I was talking to DavidAllanNiggerToe about this, back then niggers knew their place in our world. That's why it didn't seem so bad before.
But now they're comfortable. Now their true faces are being brought into the light. Now, more and more people like me are seeing them for who they really are.
Moral: That's it. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. Never again am I eating fast food while I'm still living in Maryland. I'm done. D-U-N, done. Better off making my own food. I need to buy a flipwitch.
I wanted to try the new Burger King melts. Have a little nostalgia of twenty years ago when I ordered the triple stacker every week, living life like an American teenager. (Good God, I miss the early 2000s)
Some context: I've mentioned a few times that I'm a writer. That means I'm dirt poor, like so many other writers before me. You can call it needless suffering, I call it "living my craft."
So when the opportunity comes up that I have some extra cash to treat myself every once in a while, I take it.
I head down to the local Burger King, order a melt, head home so I can eat away from the invasive eyes of the nigger hordes.
It takes me 5 minutes to walk from my shitty apartment to the shitty Burger King. I've walked to the same location for nearly 9 years before niggers started working EVERYWHERE.
NEVER BEFORE IN MY LIFE have I ever ordered a burger that was cold and hard when I bit into it. Not even in the armpit, Middle River.
These lazy niggers premade their sandwiches and it pisses me off.
Is nothing sacred? This is supposed to be America. The whole reason why we get fat is because food here is SUPPOSED to be delicious and greasy and hot off the fryer!
But you want to know the punchline? Niggers have been in Maryland since before I was born. Niggers have worked at fast food joints since before I was born.
What I want to know is, why all of a sudden are they making everything EXTRA shitty?
That's the thing, I was talking to DavidAllanNiggerToe about this, back then niggers knew their place in our world. That's why it didn't seem so bad before.
But now they're comfortable. Now their true faces are being brought into the light. Now, more and more people like me are seeing them for who they really are.
Moral: That's it. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. Never again am I eating fast food while I'm still living in Maryland. I'm done. D-U-N, done. Better off making my own food. I need to buy a flipwitch.