Concept:
You go to Burger King but they out of Whopper meat so you got to get the chicken sandwich but the shit overcooked and kinda dry so you have to put some extra mayonnaise on that bitch but then the extra mayonaise squirt out the sandwich and onto your brand new corduroys so now you in the bathroom with ya pants unbottoned, scrubbing that shit vigorously and out of nowhere some big brick shithouse of a dude walks in with his 2 year old daughter and makes awkward eye contact with you and thinks you're about to be beating your meat so out of concern for the good citizens in attendance of that particular Burger King, he whoops yo ass right quick and now you laying on a Burger King bathroom floor with a nosebleed feeling all salty when all you really wanted was a Whopper.
Go.
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