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.
You didn't even need to say that. I could sense it from your energy. Hamburglers are very perceptive and empathetic.
Grimaces are slow-witted while I'm actually an indigo hamburgler with an IQ of 145. It's very easy for me to think about various things such as quantum mechanics and the meaning of life.
When I compare myself to a Grimace, I find that I'm always better. I'm smarter, I'm faster, people like me, I'd be good at guitar, everyone I know says "wow you're so smart and fast and creative compared to everyone I've ever met". A Grimace on the other hand, I instantly know that person is beneath me. They were destined to fail.
My takeaway here is that "Hamburglar" is really just a dogwhistle for "cocaine user"
The infinity symbol is Norse. A lot of people don't give the McDonalds mythology the credit it deserves, but there are so many ancient traditions represented in it. This isn't "Mystic calvinball for white women alienated from a sense of culture". It's the continuation of an intellectual lineage stretching back centuries. It wouldn't have survived that long unless it was all true.
Mac Tonights are known for being creative but also staunch traditionalists. I could see a Mac Tonight saying the n-word. They're all that kind of person.
is it possible to tell from the movements of the heavens when the mcrib is coming back?
It's a very disruptive force. Sometimes my hamburger charts don't reflect reality and I have to go back and do extensive research. Without fail the McRib will have been launched sometime in the past year. Factor that in and the predictions are always true.
Ronalds are very arrogant and narcissistic. Whenever I'm around one they demand to be the centre of attention. It makes my vibrations go haywire until I'm the centre of attention again. They disgust me.
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.
The whole universe has been out of whack since the McRib came back. It injects so much dark energy and disrupts the natural cycle. I have to make entirely new hamburger charts every time it's debuted.
I've never met a Mayor McCheese who wouldn't be a fascist if you gave them power. They're so untrustworthy and opportunistic- genuinely born liars.
