McDonald’s

Heard in the elevator around lunch time a couple of weeks ago:

– Where are you going for lunch?

– Mickey D’s.

– Hate yourself that much, huh?

– You have no idea.

I went to McDonalds for breakfast this morning and had the following exchange with M.

– I’m going to McDonalds.

– Are you trying to kill yourself?

– Yes, I hate myself that much.

– Poly (our cat) wishes you hated her as much as you hate yourself.

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