Conchaga
Let's fuck some shit up
I love wendy's. Their nuggets can't be beat. Some people say that McDonald's' chicken selects are better. I tend to disagree. My favorite thing to do is get two five peice nuggets and a regular fry. You take all three and toss them into a bag and shake it up. It's perfect food if you drive a stick shift, like I do. Yeah, I'm a fat kid at heart. Or, it's the best stoner snack you've ever experienced. Of course, when you're high, that burger from the greasy joint - run by mexicans that normally smells a bit "funny" - down the road tastes like gourmet steak.
Well, I hadn't eaten at Wendy's for over a month. I'm on a strict diet and I only eat fast food when I'm seriously craving it. South Beach, to be specific. I'm a little bitch, I know. Anyway, I went to Wendy's the other day and got my regular: two five-peice nuggets, regular fry, and a frosty. I ate the whole thing before I got home. The nearest open Wendy's is a 30 min drive from where I live. Thank you Katrina, you bitch.
About half an hour after I got home I was sick to my stomach. I mean really sick. I've eaten at that Wendy's before. The food was fine. This time, it was really bad. I mean, it tasted fine, but the after effect was unreal. It honestly felt like Salmonella poisoning. I've had that before. It's not fun. I'd best describe Salmonella poisoning as all of your insides trying to escape through either your ass or your mouth. You sit on a toilet for three days with a trash can in front of you. I've had Gastro Intestinitis before, too. Same deal. Although, there's no puking involved. My freind Jurgen, from Holland can tell you about that experience. I can describe, in perfect detail, his bathroom. Moving on... I didn't puke. But the whole feeling lasted only two hours. Then I was fine. But, those two hours were excruciating. I spent them in the fetal position praying for death.
I'm upset now. I'm afraid to go back to Wendy's ever again. I think I need to switch to DickMonalds. I'll miss Wendy's. Farewell my beloved 99 cent nuggets. Our affair was too short.
Well, I hadn't eaten at Wendy's for over a month. I'm on a strict diet and I only eat fast food when I'm seriously craving it. South Beach, to be specific. I'm a little bitch, I know. Anyway, I went to Wendy's the other day and got my regular: two five-peice nuggets, regular fry, and a frosty. I ate the whole thing before I got home. The nearest open Wendy's is a 30 min drive from where I live. Thank you Katrina, you bitch.
About half an hour after I got home I was sick to my stomach. I mean really sick. I've eaten at that Wendy's before. The food was fine. This time, it was really bad. I mean, it tasted fine, but the after effect was unreal. It honestly felt like Salmonella poisoning. I've had that before. It's not fun. I'd best describe Salmonella poisoning as all of your insides trying to escape through either your ass or your mouth. You sit on a toilet for three days with a trash can in front of you. I've had Gastro Intestinitis before, too. Same deal. Although, there's no puking involved. My freind Jurgen, from Holland can tell you about that experience. I can describe, in perfect detail, his bathroom. Moving on... I didn't puke. But the whole feeling lasted only two hours. Then I was fine. But, those two hours were excruciating. I spent them in the fetal position praying for death.
I'm upset now. I'm afraid to go back to Wendy's ever again. I think I need to switch to DickMonalds. I'll miss Wendy's. Farewell my beloved 99 cent nuggets. Our affair was too short.
