Big Mac and the Gang

BIG MAC AND THE GANG

Big Mac with Chocolate Shake and fries, a gang
that will cause your demise, until then it lies,

as you chomp, gulp, and salt..salt...salt,
its guilty pleasures, satisfying fullness.

At 55 you carry cheesy buns on your waist and
that throbbing pain in your chest, ain’t no sweetheart.

10/8/2017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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October 9, 2017 at 10:04 AM
So true... Such bad bad things in that food..
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October 9, 2017 at 11:06 AM
As a small kid, we went once a year, on mother’s day...lol! Good old-fashioned home cooking is best!
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October 9, 2017 at 2:27 AM
lol - Every-so-often I get a craving for a Big Mac, and I always regret that brick-in-the-stomach feeling afterward, lol! They also have a specialty burger once-in-a-while called the Jalapeno Double, and I go crazy for it, (with the same post script). But few things hold a candle to Mexican or crab meat! (And that horrible SmartFood White Cheddar Popcorn - I'm addicted). This was fun, Kim, and I enjoyed it thoroughly - with no stomach issues, either! ;-) <3
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October 9, 2017 at 6:05 AM
LOL, Greg! We feel so much better when we eat right!
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October 8, 2017 at 4:49 PM
So true--but it tastes so good!
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October 8, 2017 at 6:21 PM
LOL! I had plenty in my teen years.
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