Desperate times need desperate measures, and stranded in a strange town, you've got to get straight to the point."Welcome to Burger King", said the pimply-faced youth in the deeply unfashionable uniform, "How can I help you?"
"Yeah. Could you direct me to the nearest McDonalds?"
"Mr Stevens! Help!"
I am approached by a pimply-faced older man in a deeply unfashionable uniform. He has two words for me, and far too much punctuation: "GET. OUT."
Ten Minutes Later...
"Welcome to McDonalds", said the pimply-faced youth in the deeply unfashionable uniform, "How can I help you?"
"Yeah. Sachet of ketchup and six straws please."
"Mr Davies!"
"GET. OUT."
That night, we starved.
On things I like
Today, I am mostly liking Listopia.
Specifically, I am mostly liking this list.
That is all.
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