At least we know why they call it a McGangbang now. It has nothing to do with the placement of the buns and everything with the feeling afterwards
At least we know why they call it a McGangbang now. It has nothing to do with the placement of the buns and everything with the feeling afterwards
This twenty-year-old boy was distinguished from childhood by strange qualities, a dreamer and an eccentric. A girl fell in love with him, and he went and sold her to a brothel...
I'm fairly certain Mcdonalds is contractually obliged to offer you counseling after eating it.
Heck, they made me sign a will when I braved one.
I am going to vomit.
Ranch dressing on green grapes. Worse decision I ever made.
Also yes, bread and butter pickles wtf. Horrible things. I accidentally bought those thinking they were just regular because I didn't bother reading the rest of the label. Dill pickles are clearly the Aryans of pickles.
I love both sour and sweet pickles, and I can eat them all day.
In lieu of caesar dressing today I just used fresh pineapple chunks and lemon juice. Tossed the croutons since that made it a little weird, but the net result of the overall salad was five stars. I'll nom that down every day.
I knew a girl that would eat salads with strawberries and grapes and like an entire container of ranch dressing. Shiz was -gross-.
My mom likes to put my dad's spaghetti sauce on her hot dogs. Dunno if it could be considered "ungodly".. I guess it'd be like a chili thing. But not really. IDK.