|In A Fast-Food Line...|
|by Jesse Fask|
I need those double-whoppers, double-whoppers.
Okay, Im a throw it away. It dont make no difference. Even though it was Chardays trash.
I want some onion rings.
Tim, if you think itll be quieter over there, take that booth there away from the kids.
Can I help the next person in line?
Psst! Psst! Put that down! Put it down!
Mom, you know this is not a toy. This is not a toy. Its a hat. A kings hat. And I am not a baby.
Sixty-five. Big whopper with cheese, medium drink.
They want Rashid to clean up the horse dung.
Youre kidding me.
Yeah, John decided to bring the horse over to a brand new kitchen.
Mom, I saw this show and this man, he ate metal. He ate everything.
Finden eine Platz zu sitzen, Theo.
Oh, you back again. You love Burger King, dont you?
From now on, no ones going to be where they wanna be. No more, I wanna be here. I wanna be there. Thats not going to happen no more.
Its okay. He wont arrest you.
I like Kathleen Kennedy Townsend. Id like to know who her speech writers are.
One kids hamburger meal.
We was in biology. And everyone was like, Ooh, aye, I wanna piece of pie and everyone was laughin. The teacher said, Yall dont have to do no work today. I dont feel well.
You got my chicken over there, Tyree. All right, step it up.
Now thats a mighty nice lookin mop.
No, I live on Greenmount in one of those apartments up there.
Girl, you eat too much. Im the fattest one in the whole house and dont eat near as much as you.
When I broke up with my boyfriend, I was so excited to see what this other broad look like.
The fish down in Ocean City are not big. As soon as you catch em, you gotta throwem back.
But you love me.
I dont love you. Dont nobody love you.
Two whopper with cheese meals
A whopper with cheese and a fry.
Whopper with cheese.
Need two whoppers with cheese.
Double whopper with cheese.
I dont want anything.
I want a Coca-Cola.
Hey, man. How long has the air bag been out?
At least, its quiet because Bobs not here.
The zoo, thats a good place to go for lunch. I tell you another place thats good for lunch--Clifton Park.
Ladies, chicken tenders, whatre we supposed to do?
Well, they only play their first-string in the first half. Whatre they though--nine and oh, ten and oh in the last three pre-seasons?
Hurry up, please! Make me wait and I get mad.
Sarah, John took some of your French fries.
Nice job, everybody. Nice job. You, too, Maurice. Nice job.
Yall wait to say grace before I get to the table.
God is gracious. God is good. Let us thank him for our food. Bow our heads, we all be fed, Give us Lord our daily bread.
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This story was published on August 30, 2000.