If I ever meat that greasy Ronald McDonald in person, his buns will be toast. Says who? Sesame! He would be in a real pickle. Why? Because he can't to cut the mustard since he's always playing ketchup. And he's cheesy and doesn't really know his onions. That's my beef and I'm sizzling mad. I've flipped.Ronald should be hauled away in a patty wagon. Or a big Mac truck.He should learn to fry right and stop clowning around. Either that or he should finally get a grill friend and take his tomato to that crawl tube play place of his for the honeymoon. Someone with mickey double D's who knows how to shake it, if that were possible. Lettuce pray he'll find his muffin if we egg him on.
I hope my arch comments are food for thought and have value.
However, if he ever gets in my face, he's gonna get billions and billions of swift kicks right in the nuggets.
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If I ever meat that greasy Ronald McDonald in person, his buns will be toast. Says who? Sesame! He would be in a real pickle. Why? Because he can't to cut the mustard since he's always playing ketchup. And he's cheesy and doesn't really know his onions. That's my beef and I'm sizzling mad. I've flipped.Ronald should be hauled away in a patty wagon. Or a big Mac truck.He should learn to fry right and stop clowning around. Either that or he should finally get a grill friend and take his tomato to that crawl tube play place of his for the honeymoon. Someone with mickey double D's who knows how to shake it, if that were possible. Lettuce pray he'll find his muffin if we egg him on.
I hope my arch comments are food for thought and have value.
However, if he ever gets in my face, he's gonna get billions and billions of swift kicks right in the nuggets.