Friday, December 4, 2009

No Shirt, No Shoes...Disgusting.



While stopping to have lunch at Wendy's one afternoon this summer I had the privilege of sitting near this lovely couple. Evidently after a long day of using meth and running through the neighbors sprinkler you can work up quite an appetite. No need to change or put on a shirt or shoes to eat in public we'll just go as is. It's also apparent the staff at Wendy's is just as ignorant too for serving them.

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