rambleriot
jolene needs a focal point.
Like how undigested fibres ends up in the toilet bowl, unprocessed nonsense gets discharged here.
Do you get, do you get a little kick
out of being small-minded?
You want to be like your father
It’s approval you’re after
Well that’s not how you’ll find it
Fuck You (GWB); Lily Allen
dialogue
jack-in-a-box press it pops
Thursday, November 13, 2008
The Oligopolistic Nature of The Fast-Food Industry
Price War?
McDonalds and Burger King are currently engaged in a competition of Uno-Stacko, to see who can balance the most number of meat-flavoured rubber patties on a base of oil-soaked cardboard disguised as bread, before (a)the burger topples over; that's what the cheese is for it's actually glue that adheres the mountain together. i think. (b) environmentalists start complaining about the amount of packaging, and even more napkins, wasted to consume one such giant (c) the consumer's jaws dislocates in an attempt to fit the burger into his mouth (d) the consumer drops dead mid-way due to a clogged artery.
When McDonalds increases the number of beef patties, Burger King increases the number of beef patties as well. Carl's Jr stands aside and rolls his eyes at their juvenile actions, patting his little monster of Super Star with Cheese while the heavy-weight purrs happily.
The burgers even sound like characters in some computer game a la Street Fighter:
Introducing (drum roll)
The Stacker
vs
Mega Mac
Cue images of burgers with hands and legs in a sumo match.
One must really feel depressed over the recession in Singapore to order a quick fix to end his life. Anyway, I recommend Burger King; it completely deals away with the guilt by not even adding measly, limp pieces of yellowed fibre in between those hell-broiled pieces of brown things.
What veggies! Totally irrelevant! Sneers the King. Mega Mac is for sissies. Such wimps. Load on the sticky yellow goo. Yes, and what's the red curly thing that looks like the thing on Ronald's head that makes him look gay? BACON! Throw them in at the top. Now, it looks like him. Real men will chew on him. That's what real men eat. Enough with the weak attempt at chi-chi healthy eating, these wannabes. What nonsense, this cholesterol. Stuff 'em in, I roar. Tough guys eat tough meat. This differentiates the real men from the boys who play with clowns.
He must have been a viking.
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