This thread got me going, I already had the munchies.


Back from The Golden Arches.
Ate my McRib while my copilot daughter went into Sheets and got a milkshake.
Spoiled kid don't like Ronald's milkshakes. WTH.



Now like a bloated toad, and it's bedtime.
Sweet dreams of industrial pig patties, onion, pickle and BBQ sauce.


Parents who say they have good kids..Usually don't!