i'm not really one for being scared out of my mind when i wake up. i don't know too many people who are. let's get one thing straight. The Burger King king looks like he would take a butcher knife and kill all your favorite deities and become your god. i wish i could meet the marketing minds that came up with him. one of the reasons i hate clowns is because i don't really feel anything should have a smile permanently attached to it, seriously...you have to be sad or anxious or constipated sometime. The King evokes this feeling. he's handing you delicious food stuffs and at the same time looking like he is undressing you with his smile (and eyes i guess).
but i love Burger King. out of all the fast food chains out there Burger King is my Mecca, my hanging gardens of Babylon. scoff to your McDonalds. pishaw to your Subway. gimme my BK. when i went to France and Europe in general the golden arches were everywhere but when i went to Munich there it was as i walked out of the train station...a Burger King. suffice it to say i ate there a few times and even planned to take a four hour train ride back one weekend before i left just so i could have more (i never did and i thought it would have been a hell of a story).
of course, i don't usually go on about such pointless things (except i do). but with all my love of Burger King there is one part of it that has been missing from my life--breakfast. i haven't had a BK breakfast in 4EVA! ZOMG! mostly because i never get up in time and even if i did would not have the patience to go out the distance in my car to get said breakfast. this could lead me into a whole dirge about my insomnia but that is a subject for another day...
aren't you glad you just read all that?
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