The Only Day He Skipped a Big Mac was the Day His Mother Died
It’s the worst type of OCD that compels you to eat nothing but Big Macs. But part of me reading this article wants to stand up and shout “USA! USA! USA!”
Sigh.
It’s the worst type of OCD that compels you to eat nothing but Big Macs. But part of me reading this article wants to stand up and shout “USA! USA! USA!”
Sigh.
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