McDonald's
Danvers St
Cauliflower, Connecticut
Virginia: Can I have two Bacon Quarter Pounders, and a large vanilla milkshake, please?
McDonald's Employee: No!!!
Virginia: Say what?!
McDonald's Employee: I'm not giving you what you ordered!
Virginia: Well, excuse me! *pulls the McDonald's employee's lips*
McDonald's Employee: *getting his lips pulled*
Virginia: How far do these stretch? *still pulling on the McDonald's employee's lips, stretching ever so far*
Girl: No way! That is wicked cool!
McDonald's Employee: *lips snap back to their normal length* Okay, I'm sorry. Anything else?
Virginia: No that'll be it.
McDonald's Employee: It's on the house.
Virginia: That's more like it.
This story was written on Saturday, September 21st, 2024.
A/N That McDonald's employee was in the wrong! He got his though! 😅😅😅😅😅 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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