Jessica McDonald had been on the run for most of her adult life, ever since she’d walked into the Burker Ging and asked for a “Sloppy Whopper.” The Golden Arch Gestapo just didn’t put up with that kind of betrayal. She’d fallen in with a rough crowd of C.H.U.D.s for a while, but she kept asking for fries with her homeless people, and they threw her out of the sewers.
Since then, she’d been living rough, eating derelicts by the old rail line.
Legend has it that after the screams die down, she can be heard muttering, “it’s still better than a Big Mac.”
I’m not usually scared of clowns… usually.
Don’t be such a puss.
-Wait ’til it comes out how they make the yogurt.
Don’t even get me started on “special” sauce.
And I find clowns terrifying: http://bit.ly/JRyi7
Guys, this is nothing compared to Mr. Bat:
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