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Gravatar My former boss loved the things and he stopped into a McDonalds in Mississippi:

Cashier: Can I hep you?

My boss: Yeah Can I have a McRib?

Cashier: You want some McWaddamelon to go wid dat?

My boss: Uh no just a McRib

Cashier: Tell you what I'm just going to give you a McKnuckle sammich muggah fuggah.

Seems they didn't have McRib in Mississippi...


Gravatar Faux Cue!

No, Faux Cue!

No, Faux Cue, and Faux Kyo mamma too!!


Gravatar What's next, McSushi?


Gravatar That looks absolutely disgusting and I'm getting heartburn just looking at it. One of the many reasons why I don't eat in fast food joints!


Gravatar Everything at McDonalds falls into that Nuclear Holocaust scenario for me..even the coffee is second worse only to Waffle House which I figure is best used for a whiffle house..and that's the only time I go into either place..just to take a whiffle


Gravatar You just haven't had good head cheese...

MC


Gravatar I rather have the Mc Assbeating.


Gravatar i LOVE the mcrib! i love it so much, i once wrote "ode to the mcrib" . . .
there's just something about her proudly pressed pork form; the bitterness of the knowledge her stay is merely passing, as her sauce is sweet and her pickles pucker-inducing . . . oh, mc rib, how i love and crave your soft, supple buns . . .


Gravatar Think on it: a hunk of compressed Zombified Porky Detritus, molded so as to have the appearance of bones, drenched in a gloppy barbecue sauce and served on a bun.

Is this supposed to be a deterrent? Long live the McRib! And it will! In your colon!


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