Last night, on our way home (tired, cranky, physically and mentally exhausted), Paul and I made the horrible decision to go through the Burger King drive thru for dinner, so we didn't have to cook or clean.
Disembodied Voice: Welcome to Burger King. Would you like to try a Value Meal?
Paul: Uhhhhh, give me a Whopper with cheese, an order of
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