heres to the start of a brand-new weekend, and a mini-vacation
my dad woke me up at around one (fairly early for saturday)
so im eating breakfast while my family's buying me a quarter pounder at mcdonalds.
on the road to obesity :D
when I was little I was scared that the Ronald Mcdonald statues would rape me.
hahahahah
imagine youre a little kid, frolicking in the park with butterflies and sparrows and bambis,
unaware of the dangers lurking around, dangers with sheet-white faces and red wigs.
and you see this black car pull in, the window rolls down, a white-gloved hand calls you in.
You take a peek inside, and you see suspiciously big shoes.
"Would you like a hamburger, little boy?"
my mother told me never to talk to clowns.
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