A guy walks up to complain about his order. He tells the counter person: If you fail at fast food, there is no where else to go.
These two...
"we started drinking a lot, and then it all went down."
But seriously. This isn't an unwanted piece of cheese. These guys got onions and they asked for NO ONIONS. Do you know what kind of effect unexpected onions has on the psyche? It's a legal defense, brother.
When my former girlfriend was in college, she worked part time at a hotel. One time room service fucked up some resident's burger order, so he walked down to the front desk and just threw it at the front desk clerk standing next to my friend. They were both speechless, but they weren't too interested in helping him with his problem.
People fucking amaze me.
sauces in your bag....now u have to ask. What is this world coming too?
I get the "fire sauce" at Taco Bell and it's probably equivalent to Heinz ketchup on the Scoville scale. I just do not understand places that have hot sauces that aren't hot.
What are they afraid of? Which customer hates spicy food and says "hmmm, what's the hottest fucking sauce they have? Let me get some of that!".
if he had gone through the drive-thru.
"They frig ya . . ."
In the pantheon with:
"This is what happens, Larry, when you meet a stranger in the Alps!"
"Where did you get those beauty scars, tough guy? From eating pineapple"?
And the original and still the best:
"Your mother sews socks that smell!'
in northern lower Michigan somewhere off I-75. I was on my way back to South Bend and I just wanted to get home, so I pulled away from the window with my bag and got back on the highway. Comfortably ensconced in the left lane, I then proceeded to remove my sandwich from the bag and open it up. I took a bite, and was rather surprised to discover that my cheese was there, and all the appropriate condiments, but something was missing.
The beef. "Hmm. Where's the beef?" I wondered.
Naturally, I did what any sane person would do in similar circumstances: I used the turnaround in the median, promptly drove back to the Wendy's, pointed out the meatless burger, and killed everyone in the place.* The audacity.
* This last part isn't true. I didn't kill everyone. Just the girl at the counter.**
** That last part isn't true either. I didn't kill anyone. Except some bugs. Those things are impossible to avoid in Michigan in summer.
Were you the inspiration for the commercial?
Of course, I also liked that they filmed the oil field scenes here locally and when Bobby was shacking up with Raette near 19th St in downtown Bakersfield.