- Joined
- Jul 12, 2020
Woke up this morning and got myself a chicken mcgriddle (Mama always said it was her chosen order)
I walked into the door of the local Mickeys and was stunned at what I saw
There was the usual junkie asking for the washroom open but he was.. alone
The rest of the dining area was full of 10-12 normal ass people just fucking eating their food
Normal people with haircuts and who were sitting upright and minding their own business
No passed out tweakers, no scabfaced women walking around bent over at the waist, no shouting schizophrenic native lady, no trash or mud on the floor, no guy trying to sell me shoes
But I remember everything, every fricking thing, the social contract between me and Michael Donald's has been broken irrevocably
Every time I enter and exit now I pie sweep the corners instinctively
From now on it is a hostile unfeeling entity to me, which occasionally dispenses fries into my mouth, with a PlayPlace that will probably never open again
I walked into the door of the local Mickeys and was stunned at what I saw
There was the usual junkie asking for the washroom open but he was.. alone
The rest of the dining area was full of 10-12 normal ass people just fucking eating their food
Normal people with haircuts and who were sitting upright and minding their own business
No passed out tweakers, no scabfaced women walking around bent over at the waist, no shouting schizophrenic native lady, no trash or mud on the floor, no guy trying to sell me shoes
But I remember everything, every fricking thing, the social contract between me and Michael Donald's has been broken irrevocably
Every time I enter and exit now I pie sweep the corners instinctively
From now on it is a hostile unfeeling entity to me, which occasionally dispenses fries into my mouth, with a PlayPlace that will probably never open again