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God is trying to starve me to death.
First, I burn my dinner. This happens every time I get the idea to cook for myself, and sometimes is worse - at least there's no additional damage to other appliances.
Second, the pizza I break down and order... dipshit delivery boy drops it, cheese down, on the driveway. I told him to just forget it, and he gave me coupons for a free pizza. By this time, I was goddamn hungry, and didn't want to wait another half hour.
So I go to McDonald's. God thinks he got me here - they screwed up my order and I got somebody's... Something, I don't know what it was, but it didn't have meat on it, and had an inordinate amount of sauce that tasted a lot less "special" than what goes on Big Macs. I can't check the receipt, because I got my own receipt. But God underestimates how annoyed I was at this point. I don't know what it was, but I figure it can't be any less healthy than what I was ordering anyway, so I ate it.
Actually wasn't half bad.
First, I burn my dinner. This happens every time I get the idea to cook for myself, and sometimes is worse - at least there's no additional damage to other appliances.
Second, the pizza I break down and order... dipshit delivery boy drops it, cheese down, on the driveway. I told him to just forget it, and he gave me coupons for a free pizza. By this time, I was goddamn hungry, and didn't want to wait another half hour.
So I go to McDonald's. God thinks he got me here - they screwed up my order and I got somebody's... Something, I don't know what it was, but it didn't have meat on it, and had an inordinate amount of sauce that tasted a lot less "special" than what goes on Big Macs. I can't check the receipt, because I got my own receipt. But God underestimates how annoyed I was at this point. I don't know what it was, but I figure it can't be any less healthy than what I was ordering anyway, so I ate it.
Actually wasn't half bad.