Stuck At the Drive-Up....

Chunkie monkey fast food junkie sweatin' fat sure smellin' funky rollie the doughie waistline be flowing bouncing and pouncing on hips that are going ankles are creaking as knees begin breaking arms begin flapping as slabs sound slapping you got it your way alright,as hunger fights supersize that order,emphasize no borders stretching the limit of breakout blemish should probably go home and make a sammish stuck in this drive-up,with jack,my best friend see you tommorrow...again and again........