>yes hi, I'd like one McRib please

>yes hi, I'd like one McRib please

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  1. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    >I'd like just the sauce please. The patty is just a tasteless vessel to move the sauce. The flavour profile is literally just the sauce. Just serve the sauce on your other shit food. Jesus christ

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      but anon if they sold the sauce on a regular menu item they wouldn't be able up drive sales with the illusion of exclusivity

      • 2 weeks ago
        Anonymous

        At least in Canada I swear they had this exact sauce on a quarter pounder promotion that was rather good.

        • 2 weeks ago
          Anonymous

          why are you lying. canada isn't a real place.

  2. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous
  3. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    Indeed, and make it double, wagie!

  4. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    Christmas Eve, 2013.
    I was alone as usual.
    I was hungry after getting off work. I had three options: pick up a shitty pizza, eat some cold cereal at home, or swing through the Golden Arches. You all know what I had to do.
    It was a holiday after all, so I decided I'd treat myself. No Dollar Menu shit this time (sorry Buffalo Ranch McChicken).
    I decide to go inside for some reason, place is empty. The young hispanic girl at the register is pretty cute, nice change of pace. Merry Christmas to me, I thought.
    Behind her, the menu caught my eye. Double Quarter Pounder had just gone out the window because there sat the BBQ-drenched sandwich of a better time.
    "Welcome to McDonald's, what can I get for you sir?"
    I look around, there's no other customers. The based black man is putting fries down. I am a king, this Christmas.
    "Yes, hi, I'd like three McRib sandwiches, a large order of French Fries, a large eggnog shake, a bottled water, and four apple pies, please."
    "Anything else?"
    "Yes, actually. Add on your favorite items, money is no object. Tonight is Christmas Eve, and a meal with you is my present."
    She laughs, such a bright smile, I can feel the snow melting off my duster.
    "That's romantic, but I'm just 16, and don't have a break coming up anyway."
    Ah, another time then, my dear. I wave it off, ask her to make it to-go with the excuse that I don't want to mess up the clean dining room, and wish her a Merry Christmas.
    The black man hands me my items as they come up, freshly-made. I thank him in turn and wish him a happy holiday. I tell him to protect little Rosalita there with everything he's got, and he laughs and promises to do so.
    I leave $300 on the counter, as a gift.

    I made my way through the blizzard then, my mind fixated on that holiday treat. '96 Explorer. Control-Trac. Heater on full blast, but before the heat is up again, I have that tangy sauce all over my face. There are onions on my collar. Salt and grease stains my face as tears fall. Sadness, and joy.

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      >when you read a big frickoff textwall post but it's actually worth it
      Thanks, anon.

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      bravo, impeccable

  5. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    This McRib is so fleeting, I think as I unwrap the second one. Like Christmas joy, or Rosalita's smile, they will be gone again soon. We don't know when they will be back if ever, but we keep hoping.
    Eggnog imitation and pickles is a better combination than you'd think. I toss back the fries, filling my empty Christmas with the salty goodness, but I still am empty.
    As I dunk my apple pies into the shake, the heat kicks on. The shake becomes nice and soupy. Just my style.
    I flip the headlights on, and peer through the frosted window. The hispanic chick and black man are just hanging out, but I can see the joy of receiving a gift in their faces.
    I could wipe my face before heading out, but to do so would be to wipe my memories of the McRib and thus my memories of the best Christmas ever.
    As I toss my garbage out the window into the snowdrift, Feliz Navidad comes on the radio. This is a scene out of a holiday classic, I can feel it.
    Prospero año y felizidad, huh? Rosalita loves this song I bet.
    I shout out the open window at all who can hear "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Goodnight!" as I speed away from the BP and feel my AWD engage.
    Whatever happens, I'm better prepared for it now.
    That, my friends, is what the McRib means to me.

  6. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    You all complain and whine about the golden arches quality and price.
    Why don't you learn to make it yourself?
    This bigmac copycat recipe is the closest I have found to perfection.
    I cannot find a mcrib recipe because nobody would ever make such a horrible thing at home on purpose.

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      >Why don't you learn to make it yourself?
      I genuinely don't want to eat or discuss anything from any fast food restaurant, ever, but half the catalog is this for some reason.

      • 2 weeks ago
        Anonymous

        >I genuinely don't want to eat or discuss anything from any fast food restaurant, ever, but half the catalog is this for some reason.
        The expert trollsmen that lurk below this board have discovered that posting such topics will get a response, usually negative. And they thrive off negative energy. Getting a negative response is like crack cocaine to these trollsmen. They feed upon it, like coprophagic beetles on a fresh pile of scat. They love to eat shit, is what I'm alluding to here. Shit trolls.

        • 2 weeks ago
          Anonymous

          this is true, but its also true there are tons of americans who have garbage taste in food but nonetheless come here for validation anyway for some reason, and tons of thirdies who love american fast food slop purely because it's american

  7. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    why did they remove the bones?

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      just put them back in

  8. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    you know what they say,
    like father like daughter

  9. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    >the heavily processed compressed mechanically separated meat product is heavily processed
    No shit, how much is BK paying you to post this?

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      >be raging alcoholic
      >go through withdrawel
      >dabble sometimes with drinking
      >basically clear
      >eating nicoteen gum
      >to booze or cigs for about 3 weeks
      >please let me find some release
      >now totally addicted to fast food
      >312lbs
      >tfw trying to remain strong

      • 2 weeks ago
        Anonymous

        you'd honestly be healthier if you switched to cocaine

  10. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    isnt that frost

  11. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    wtf fast food goyslop ISN'T freshly made wholesome food?

  12. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    >that time when the McRib promotion ended and my boss told me to "get rid of" those 3 boxes of Frozen McRibs
    I ate like a king every day for 2 months

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      free food really is the one upside of fast food waging

  13. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    >molded on ribs
    I don't really like the term goyslop, but that is exactly what that is. It's like when they add those artificial grillmarks to those Banquet tv dinners that are cooked in vats

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