I had to get more screws--MORE SCREWS!!! It sounds like a battle cry. But really, it's just that I can't count and at two screws per name plate, I needed 52 screws, not the 26 I bought. Eh!
But McDonalds is right there in the parking lot. I know. Two trips to Mickey D's in one week is not good for you. But how can I resist such entertainment?
First, there's my one-eyed vampire McNugget--I call him Count Chickula.
Then there's my toy. I'll let this picture speak for itself.
Is it just
my dirty mind?
5 comments:
sweet lord!
Nope, not at all.
Yikes!!!!
Hilarious! I love this kind of shit. You've made my day. You have my permission to go to McD's as many times a week as you'd like.
Now you have me thinking through the production process conjuring scenarios that answer how this didn't get seen.
I'll be chuckling all week. What do I have to order at McD's to get my very own -- a Happy Meal? *hee* This is just too good.
If so, I'm right there with you!
obscene with wings
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