So today I decided to stop in at the local Wendy's. I hadn't been to this particular Wendy's before, which really doesn't matter because they're pretty much all the same, or so I thought. I ordered some nuggets (best fast food nuggets hands down) and a JBC (Junior Bacon Cheeseburger).
I ate a couple nuggets and then grabbed the JBC and, as always, I opened up the burger in order to spread out the bacon to ensure that I get an equal amount of bacon with each bite. I think you all know what I'm talking about. Who wants one bite that is overwhelmed by bacon followed up by a bite with absolutely no bacon? No one, that's who. To be honest, I'm like this with every sandwich. I make sure there cheese is evenly distributed or the peanut butter or cream cheese is spread perfectly even. I've gotten a lot of gruff from people in the past about how I am obsessive about it but they just don't understand.
Anyway! I open up the burger and I was fucking shocked. I was horrified, disgusted, and enraged. All of these emotions were storming through my body like those little marbles in Crossfire! I'm sitting there, staring at this thing they call a JBC. I almost threw up.
One fucking piece of bacon! One piece! For Fucks Sake! What country am I in! Somalia?! (I no nothing about Somalia at all but it sounded like a place where they would do this) And it wasn't even a long piece of bacon that I could at least fold over in a way to cover as much surface area as possible. No. It was a lonely, pathetic, 2 inch pathetic excuse for a piece of bacon.
Fuck You Dave.
P.S. I found that picture by searching "Junior Bacon Cheeseburger" on google. The 8th picture that came up in that search was a topless woman. What?
Crossfire! damn i loved that theme song
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