Soooooy un perdedor! Lasciviously, then fondled Catfish; verboten Abecedarian fellating Erie's Lackawanna - siphoning Agamotto's occasional hookah, Orion's nebulosity was excreted thru Mongoloid's maniac bedlamite disemboguing roughage, postevent kayaked equanimously Pithy River (woolgathering it is Laurentian's vestibule where cupronickel penny-farthings cycle), howlin' at Qo'noS' cat's-paw, synchronously, quizzically tickling Gleb von Bek upon slipshodding tea that vanguards against cuddly-wuddly bunny-cocks.

Fuck McDonald's. A person like OP has a special ass. OP, your ass deserves to shit out the processed remnants of three burritos loaded with extra beans and meat and all that. And once in a while you put enough fire sauce on it to make your ass burn when you shit it out. And it's not a bad burn either, it's that satisfactory spice. OP, if you're your ass's best friend, head on down to Taco Bell today.