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Drive Thru Your Face #mcdonalds

McDonald’s has the technology to fuck people via delivery.

It seems self-evident to say this, but you don’t go to McDonald’s for the service. Nor do you go there for great-tasting food. #obvious

Wait a minute. Why the fuck do you go there?

Oh yeah. Now I remember. Because you’re in a hurry and you need to cram something barely edible in your fucking eat hole because you think you’re hungry. (Even though that’s a sensation you’ve never really experienced.) Yeah, it all comes back to me now.
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