The McWTF

i'm not a huge fan of Mcdonalds, never have been, but every once and awhile convenience trumps standards and ya gotta go with what's available. so a few days ago i find myself at the local Mc-e-deez to grab a late night dinner. now i never expect much when i go there to eat, and i realise no one working there is striving for top notch service and exceeding expectations, but do expect that when i order a cheeseburger, which has 3 main ingredients i fully expect all 3 to be present. this is what i think happened:

17 years old pothead/over 40 fuck up alcoholic mcdonalds worker:

so lets see here, we have the Mcbun, the mccheese, and the mcmeat. but since i mchate my life, lets just give these pleasant and oddly attractive paying customers the big mcfuck you, and leave off the mcmeat. yeah, take that successful youth in the sweet mitsubishi lancer!

Jordanisms

My younger son Jordan, age 4 and a pint as of this post, is notorious for saying the most random things and making up wild stories. One of these days i want to just grab a pad and paper so i can post some of the stories he's told me. i know one involved a fish, a can of soda, and eventually murder. (should i be worried? eh, i'll just blame violent TV) anywho, this is what he said to me in the car yesterday:

Me: randomly talking to the boys about their day

Jordan: (interrupting me) mom, i LOVE the sound of your voice!

Me: *smiles* well thanks son! why do you like my voice so much?

Jordan: because mom, you sound like a dog. you have a dog voice. i like dogs

Both boys then proceed to mimic my voice by barking wildly inthe car. the end.