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Our Hero casually strolls up to the place of his employment
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| Yo yo . This here McDonalds is pretty empty today John. | |
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| Yeah Eric, this is true...dawg. | |
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At first things are pleasent but then...
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| Oh Lord it's an un-named manager! | |
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| I got to do the filter pan and then eat like a million cookies. RAWR! Oh I have an appointment with Satan later so you're closing alone! | |
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Eric is in to deep, but not a fan of the movie. =X
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| Oh, Thank God it's my freind and fellow medeocre employer, but that uniform has got to go! | |
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| Suprise. This isn't McDonalds, It's McI'm Gonna Rape you like a drunken prom queen at marti gras-alds | |
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