after hearing the manager yell: "Carl, take over on fries, Winston, jump to the grill, John, take some orders." Bob could not help but grimace, realizing that another day of move-around-management is taking place.

Bro since I got dirtpilled on Tuesday I have made sooo many worm friends and made them soo many little houses to get married in. Me? Lonely? No you’re the lonely one u lawn owning freak