I walk into the family restaurant. My eye twitches in anxiety. I hope they cook it well this time…

 

 The girl at the register sees me approaching and turns to walk behind the soft-serve machine. I wait patiently when I see the girl peek from around the machine to look at me with a wide smile... what the? She sees me catch her with the stupid smile on her face and she quickly puts a serious ‘attitude face’. I raise my eyebrow in weirdness as she finally comes to serve me.

 “Hi…” she says now seeming like a different person to what I thought with the smile.

“Could I have some lasagna?” I ask, being an idiot. She stared seriously at me. She wasn’t amused. Her manager passed by at that moment and asked me; “What did you say?”

“I said I would like some lasagna”

 They looked at each other and turned to the person beside me.

“Hi can I take your order?”

“Yes I would like a large Big Mac Meal, please”

 

 I walk out of the McDonalds highly agitated, and dramatically slap a frozen drink from a teenager hand that was standing by the entrance.

 

 A McDonalds team suddenly appears from the shadows and come pouncing onto me! I struggled but it was no use… they had me in their wide grasp of obesity. I shouted at the top of my lungs; “LASAGNA!!! LASAGNA!!!”

 

 I was never seen again… until now :D

 

 That’s right, howdy all!!! I wish I had the courage to really ask for lasagna at McDonalds, but I’ve only been able to ask for spaghetti bolognaise…

 

 I think McDonalds is a pivotal place of every persons life! There is something that links with every person. You may hate it because of the food and that is still linking. Or you may have had your first ‘trying to pee without touching the walls’ experience. Or without touching the handle of the restroom hahaha. Also it may be the place where you were throwing a tantrum as a child to your parents and they asked the register person: “Can I have an ‘Angry Meal’” simply to mock you and scar you as a child HAHAHAHAHAhAHaHA!!!!!!

 

 Like it or not, everyone is linked somehow to a McDonalds. So next time you pass one, make sure to stop in and either ask for spaghetti, lasagna or an Angry Meal!

 

 Food, everyone loves food… well actually that’s probably not the case, but we need it to survive. But did you ever stop to wonder what the real drugs are? It’s the very sweetness that grow on trees!!!

 

 That’s right im talking about grapes. They are drugs. The rich food given as a delicacy in ancient civilizations and the addictive little spheres of juice for us now. I am currently eating raisins hAHAHahAhA!!!!!

 

 I love the stuff. Its so addictive, especially the green ones. The ones without seeds make it easier for you to ignore thinking and tasting and simply swallowing handfuls at once HAHAhAhAH!!!

 

 Yes some humans have fallen victim to it, think of little Timmy…

 

 He was a quiet boy, always doing well in his school work and a talent in everything he did. Then one day he found grapes lying around in the fruit bowl in the kitchen. Poor Timmy was blind to its seductive ways and once he began he could never stop!

 One fateful day he thought to be out of sight from the world. He ate them religiously in his room. He had barred the door everytime he took them from under his bed. But one day while coming home from school he couldn’t hold it any longer! He rushed home to his room and began to feast. He hadn’t heard his parents come home and he hadn’t barred the door!

 His mother walked into the room and the horror on his face was a sight to see! He screamed in agony: “I TOLD YOU TO KNOCK!!!”

 

 They sent him to a rehabilitation only to be eaten by meat eating elephant that had by chance escaped the experimental laboratories. What a lesson for us all huh?

 But don’t worry, the raisins wont get me!

 

[lionheart quickly closes the curtains and takes out another packet of raisins from behind the computer]

 

 By the way im writing this because Classy Peach told me to, I was in a stupid mood and she ‘write on it’, and being the mindless sap that drools and doesn’t have a mind of his own, I agreed.

 

 I was recently branded the ‘Crazy Fickled Funion’ by Mandy, also known as Chicka19. I looked in the dictionary and this is what I found: Nothing. The words didn’t make any sense with each other and the context doesn’t exist… also I couldnt find Funion.

 Now that I have a new name I can change a personality trait of myself… I can now be crazy!!!!!--- no, I haven’t been crazy until now…

 

 So here are some words that I have always wanted to say together: FLOURESCENT FLIGHTLESS ZINGDAWONDS!!!........ BLERGH!!!!

 

LLALALALLALALALALAAAOAOOAOAOAOOAOAOAOAOAIIIIIII!!!!!

 

 

 I lost it… like I had it [rolls eyes]

 

 I’m really hungry… later guys…

 

 Oh and before I go, Sneezy Hippo is my retard ;D