Fast Food At Your Door…
This was posted on our front door tonight. I guess you call this number and they’ll deliver your Taco Bell or Micky D’s to your front door. Erm. If you’re fat ass can’t get into your car and go through the drive-thru, you’ve got a serious problem. I mean, come on now people. If you’re going to eat some fast food, at the very least do a little work for it. You might just burn off a couple of french fries walking to your car and back.
Seriously, this is what’s wrong with America. I even drive to go pick up pizza when we occassionally order it, like once or twice a year. In fact, I don’t think, in the past few years, I’ve had any food delivered to my front door. I have friends that would order Chinese food to be delivered all the time—and they looked like it. Ugh.
Anyhow, I just found this amusing. I can just imagine the guy going through the drive-thru, picking up your order and then munching on some of your fries on the way over. Gross.
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