Do you experience those times when you are craving for a certain food but you can't figure out what it is? Like, you tried eating cake but still, you're not satisfied so you'll buy ice cream and eat it but still, you're not satisfied? Like your taste buds are looking for something else?
Well, that happens to me a lot.
Yesterday was a bit different though. I knew what I was craving. I was craving French fries. It was so impossible to ignore. Like, I would KILL for fries!!!
No, I'm not knocked up, asshole. PMS does this too!
So anyway, after HOURS of trying to decide whether I should give in or not, I finally called a certain fast food chain to order. I'm lazy like that. And since I'm such a nice daughter and sister, I ordered for everyone at home. But you know how annoying customer service hotlines are. They ask a lot of questions. And they speak so fast! And I was hungry. So I was like: "Wait. I'm sorry?"
And they were all: "Thedeliverywillarrivein30minutesafterwesetthephonedownanditisnow2:00soyourorderwillarrive at2:30isitokay?"
So I said, yes. (By yes, I meant yes, it's okay. Prepare my order already. I can't wait for the fries.)
Then, after 15 agonizing minutes, one person from the fast food chain called and told me that the burger my sister wanted was not available. So I changed it.
Just give me the fries please.
And again, "Thedeliverywillarrivein30minutesafterwesetthephonedownanditisnow2:15soyourorderwillarrive at2:45isitokay?"
WHAT? ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? YOU SAID MY FRIES WILL ARRIVE AT 2:30??? AND NOW I HAVE TO WAIT FOR ANOTHER 30 MINUTES??????
They said sorry. But fuck!!! The food arrived at 2:50!!!
I'm that dangerous when
Now you know!
Anyway, regarding my plan to rule the world, consider this a warning to those who are still doubtful. (Yes, I'm talking about you, Wolf, Max Evel, and Dr. Heckle!!!)
CB and I will totally put you in a torture chamber where you will be forced to listen to the most horrible songs in the history sang by
This is what will happen to Dr. Heckle and Wolf if they continue to try to discourage and/or stop CB and me.
If the fire doesn't scare you, I suppose, that one in the middle will.
Did you notice that Max Evel is not in the fire dungeon? Of course, I wouldn't put him there. He would enjoy it. It would be like a vacation for him. Fire is his thing!
So I made a special torture chamber just for him. A room made of ice.
How do you like your future rooms, guys?
And Max, if you're looking for your tail, I cut it and sold it on Craigslist.
Also, I would like you to take that quiz about Bieber. Just so I could find out who I can hire.