Today for lunch we drove out to the mall. Why? Because we deserved a break today.
Yep. We went to McDonald's. Having not been to this bastion of American cuisine in some time, I prepared to help Coby order in case the cashier did not speak English. See, he wanted to get a Big Mac. If you are not a McDonald's aficionado, which we are, this is two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a sesame seed bun. Coby's "Le Big Mac" is exactly that, just hold the special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions.
I glanced over the menu. What should I get? Should I get the chicken sandwich? Should I get the special Ciabatta burger? ...and then I saw it. The one thing I must have. Menu Item Deux.
Le Royale with Cheese.
What is this? This is a Quarter Pounder with Cheese. Why don't they call it a Quarter Pounder? ...because they have the metric system, they wouldn't know what the $%@# a quarter pounder is... Ah, Vincent Vega, we hardly knew you.
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Best McDonalds quote ever.
ha! Yes it is...
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