That's why we rub **** on your bathroom walls.

Joke's on you. We do that too. Keeps you out.

Your long burgers are stupid.

They really ****ing are, and I hate making them. BTW, if you ever want a Whopper Jr., just order a value menu hamburger made like a Whopper Jr. You don't have to pay extra for any of the ingredients that go on a Whopper Jr. and it'll save you more than a dollar. Just throwing that out there cause **** Burger King and their scam bull****.

Nope. No vegetable costs extra money. Just cheese and bacon. Whopper Jrs are a complete and utter scam.

So I could ask for extra extra like fifty pickles on my burger?

I assume so. I've never heard of a limit.

What a bitch. At some point it's perfectly acceptable to be a rude ******* to the customers. That little fartsack was an embarrassment to the service industry.

Since the freak out with Mike, which along with cracking a couple of ribs, also sprained the **** out of the ring finger of my left hand, I haven't been able to play guitar.

Three weeks no guitar > death.

Finally back. With the help of my index, and middle finger, I actually did a whole note bend with my ring finger today. It hurt like hell, but I'll take it.

Thats good. Have you even been able to use ur inversion table?