No wonder Ronald has a great big dreamy smile on his scary clownish face!
Seems that a certain popular fast food chain-smoking is offering up a bit more than just hash browns for brekkie!
Drive-Thru druggery be the order of the day (hence why the gormsters are too lazy to spell Drive Through properly!), for Certain Employess have taking to the plum coloured apparrel and flogging it to the ganja diners. Mon.
Apparently, it's a simply sign of the times. Said sign being a certain emblem of a leafy plant oft plastered on cans of piss.
No wonder Jamie Oliver had worries about them chicken McNurgotics!
Hah! As if Jamie Oliver can lecture us on grub - being brought up on gruel and picking pockets or two in exchange for snacking on Fagin's sausage!
"Please Sir, Can I Have Some More?"
"No, Young Oliver, your mum can shove chips through the Workhouse gates. With pukka pies and crisps."
"Wikkid! Hope she throws in some Bernard Turkeyfuckerwitt Twizzlers an' all!"
