That McDonald's kicked my ass.
I should fucking try flossing every once in a while.
I love watching TMZ, but not as much as I like eating McDonald's.
I wish I could dream.
It probably feels like I'm dreaming, I think, when I'm drinking a Reese's Pieces McFlurry. That shit's pure magic.
Watching a Lakers game with 2 Quarter Pounders with Cheese, a massive Fry and a Reese's Pieces McFlurry is probably what I would ask for if I ever had to decide what my last meal would be.
That would be some tubular shit.
I won't wait, though. I'm going to McDonald's.
You know what I'm saying?
CARPE DIEM!!
SAY IT WITH ME!
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