As a hamburgler, I'm incompatible with officer bigmacs. They represent order and rigid personalities while I'm a believer in chaotic good and having fun. If you looked at me you'd immediately know I'm a stereotypical hamburgler through-and-through. Every morning I wake up and look at the sesame seeds on my breakfast hamburger to know what my day is going to be like. It's going to be a real shit day.

    • Asa_the_Red [he/him]
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      2 years ago

      When I heard the learn’d McDonalder,

      When the lettuce, the tomatoes, were ranged in burgers before me,

      When I was shown the ketchup and mustard, to add, divide, and measure them,

      When I sitting heard the McDonalder where he cooked with much applause in the kitchen,

      How soon unappatizable I became tired and sick,

      Till rising and grilling out I wander’d off by myself,

      In the McMystical greasy night-air, and from time to time,

      Look’d up in perfect silence at neon signs.