Easy 10
Brain dead MUG SHEEP
As soon as I got in from work yesterday, I was dragged out to Tesco to get the shopping in. Afterwards, not having had any dinner, I was absolutely RAVENOUS. Walking past McDonalds, it suddenly seemed the easiest option just to jump in and grab a bite to eat there, rather than going home and ar$ing about cooking something. I'd not had one in ages (not sober anyway), so I thought "why not, it'll do won't it ?".
Never again.
I ordered a Quarterpounder with cheese. After discarding the ubiquitous pickled gherkin slices (seriously - does ANYONE actually eat them ?), I took a bite, and then took a close look at what it was I was actually eating. The compacted meat had a dull, greyish hue, and a moderate squeeze on the bun brought forth an ooze of grease and fat from within. The burger itself was lukewarm, the slice of processed cheese was still cold, and the onion ranged from a slight transparent sliver to a poorly chopped chunk. The ketchup sauce had gone through and thoroughly saturated the bun, and the burger itself tasted overwhelmingly salty. The whole thing was just so revolting I lobbed it straight in the bin, went home, and cleaned my teeth to get rid of the foul aftertaste from that single bite. I had some leftover beef curry instead, which I really wish I'd done in the first place.
OK, "McDonalds burgers are sh1t" isn't exactly headline stuff. Maybe I should have known exactly what to expect. But I seriously hadn’t realised just how utterly disgusting their food really is. I kind of had the idea that yes, its bad for you, yes its mass-produced, quickly-made, slapped together junk. But I thought it would at least be vaguely edible, and would fill a gap for the time being. Well I've learned my lesson. Unless the earth has been scorched by a thermo-nuclear blast and left me trapped underground escaping the constant threat of radiation and fighting off a rabid gang of deranged deformed mutant hybrid zombies hungry for my flesh, and the only food left withinin a fifty-square mile radius is a Big Mac meal that somehow survived the blast because it was being heated up in a microwave at the time the bomb went off and so the effects of radiation were in some way nullified, leaving the meal still just about recognisable, and I havn't eaten for six days, and the gherkins have been taken out, and its not too salty, and there's a toy with it, then I might, MIGHT just have a nibble.
Otherwise, forget it.
Never again.
I ordered a Quarterpounder with cheese. After discarding the ubiquitous pickled gherkin slices (seriously - does ANYONE actually eat them ?), I took a bite, and then took a close look at what it was I was actually eating. The compacted meat had a dull, greyish hue, and a moderate squeeze on the bun brought forth an ooze of grease and fat from within. The burger itself was lukewarm, the slice of processed cheese was still cold, and the onion ranged from a slight transparent sliver to a poorly chopped chunk. The ketchup sauce had gone through and thoroughly saturated the bun, and the burger itself tasted overwhelmingly salty. The whole thing was just so revolting I lobbed it straight in the bin, went home, and cleaned my teeth to get rid of the foul aftertaste from that single bite. I had some leftover beef curry instead, which I really wish I'd done in the first place.
OK, "McDonalds burgers are sh1t" isn't exactly headline stuff. Maybe I should have known exactly what to expect. But I seriously hadn’t realised just how utterly disgusting their food really is. I kind of had the idea that yes, its bad for you, yes its mass-produced, quickly-made, slapped together junk. But I thought it would at least be vaguely edible, and would fill a gap for the time being. Well I've learned my lesson. Unless the earth has been scorched by a thermo-nuclear blast and left me trapped underground escaping the constant threat of radiation and fighting off a rabid gang of deranged deformed mutant hybrid zombies hungry for my flesh, and the only food left withinin a fifty-square mile radius is a Big Mac meal that somehow survived the blast because it was being heated up in a microwave at the time the bomb went off and so the effects of radiation were in some way nullified, leaving the meal still just about recognisable, and I havn't eaten for six days, and the gherkins have been taken out, and its not too salty, and there's a toy with it, then I might, MIGHT just have a nibble.
Otherwise, forget it.
I dont eat McDonalds but love gherkins (espically with fish and chips) cant beleive people dont like them
