"You get what you pay for" is meant to be a caveat, not an enticement.
And they wonder why sales are dropping faster than turkeys out of a helicopter.
why was he not handcuffed and arrested for disorderly conduct.There is plenty of video to confirm.
The blacks are winning because the cops are attired to arrest scum like this.
There was a wonderful short video some time back, which I doubt I could find now, of a debunking experiment involving McDonald's food. A foodie convention was in town, filled with the kind of people for whom "McDonald's" is an epitat. Some pranksters took Chicken McNuggets, sliced them up, and artfully presented them as appetizers. I think small slices of bread, toothpicks, and some salady garnishes were involved, with all the ingredients coming from the Micky D's menu, sliced and rearranged. And presto: add a little imagination, and Chicken McNuggets become hors d'oeuvres.
The foodies raved over them.
There are two possible morals to the story. One is that most foodies are pretentious poseurs whose opinions are mostly affectations having to do with status markers rather than food. The other is that McDonald's food is fine; simple, cheap, and convenient, but fine in its class. These two explanations are not mutually exclusive.
The only think I ever get at McDonald's is the fish sandwich. Wipe off most of the tarter sauce and the sandwich is ok. Little kids get the McNuggets, which are ok. The big problem with most McDonald's offerings is that they slap on WAY too much stuff, and WAY, WAY to much sauce. I'm tempted to do a special order on a simple cheeseburger with onion sometime to see how it turns out without all the goop.
The fact is, at most fast food joints, I have one or two favorites, which I find good, and disregard everything else on the menu. There are very few of us who can't find something on the menu that suits. Stick with what you like, ignore the rest, and you can get along quite well on the inevitable occasional excursions to fast food land.
McD's was the first and only fast food joint in our town for years.
Pants on the Ground's mama must be so proud. Sad that probably no one bothered to soak that counter with bleach after he wiped his butt all over it.