Flark!
So, today I went to Wendy's (even though I really didnt want to go to Wendy's), and I got a number six. And I said (word for word, mind you), "I want a number six, with lots of ketchup"
They didnt give me any stinking ketchup. I had to eat my fries plain.
I hate everyone and everything.
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oh...Don't hate me. Just hate the ketchup stingy cashier...
Bastards!! RAT BASTARDS!! CHEAP BASTARDS!
ok they are not bastards..just lame. We shall forgive them. By the way there is ketchup in the break room
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