Here we go round.

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

This is a joke, right? Right? Please tell me it is.

Because I'm getting that stabbing pain in my head again that usually comes when thousands of my brain cells commit sideways all at once, and I don't like that feeling.

[Princess-Snake]

Here we go round the counter top
The counter top
The counter top
Here we go round the counter top
I just want my damn food!

I'm in line at McDonald's waiting to order. There is a woman in front of me ordering hers.

SC: Three guesses and the first two don't count
Clerk:

SC: Yes, I would like a hamburger with cheese.
Clerk: One cheeseburger.
SC: No. I said a hamburger. Please. And don't forget the cheese.
Clerk: So, you would like a cheeseburger?
SC: God, no! You serve hamburgers, right? One hamburger, but put cheese on top!
Clerk: That's called a cheeseburger.
SC: Why must you make it so hard! All I want is a f*cking hamburger with f*cking cheese!
Me: *dying inside*