"Hey guess what?" Lauren, my best friend, alisema as we sat in the computer room of my house, looking at Katy Perry muziki videos. I looked over and answered, "What?". She pulled out a small card with a "BK" watermark on it.
"I got a $10 gift card to Burger King!" She exclaimed. "The jellybeans shall be praised!" I jumped up and immediately grabbed the keys of my car, a blue 2012 Ford mustang Shelby GT500.
"We need to go." I begged. Burger King was one of my all-time inayopendelewa fast chakula restaurants. I had to go!
"Take out au dine-in?" Lauren asked, standing up. I thought for a second.
"Both!" I yelled, and ran out the door. Lauren ran after me, jumping in the car. I pushed the start button, and we revved down the road in a mgawanyiko, baidisha second.
A mustang Shelby GT500 can go up to 550 miles per hour. I took advantage of that ability, speeding down the road at a blazing 120 MPH! We zoomed down to the nearest Burger King, parking perfectly, if perfectly means over the white line and in-between two different parking spots.
We ran inside, giggling. "I can't believe that wewe got a $10 gift card to the best fast chakula place in the world!" I yelled happily as we went inside.
"Hey, have wewe ever heard of coneing?" Lauren asked. I knew what she was talking about. wewe go to the drive thru, order an Ice Cream cone, and pick it up upside-down and see the reaction of the people that give it to you! The idea was created kwa thecomputernerd01, the funniest person in the world!
"Heck yeah! We gonna go coneing after this?" I asked as we came up to the counter.
"Yeah!" She answered, high-fiving me.
"Welcome to Burger King. How may I take your order?" A man at the counter alisema in a depressing monotone.
"We want two waffles, two sodas, five boiled eggs, a bowl of nyanya soup, and two double cheeseburger kids meals. Boy's toy, please." I listed, mentioning everything that I was craving at the moment.
"And I want a Whopper Jr.!" Lauren included. The counter man stared in awe.
"Okay, not including the things we don't have, that's a total of $4.67," He began typing up the receipt.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," I stopped him. "What do wewe mean 'things we don't have'?" He looked up at me again.
"We don't have waffles, boiled eggs, au soup. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." He alisema in an irritated, sarcastic tone. Lauren scoffed.
"Are wewe saying that wewe aren't going to satisfy your hungry customers that are willing to pay up to $10 for their food?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. The man stood, stuttering.
"That's what I thought," Lauren said. She gave the Gift Card to the man, and he gave us two small cups. I ran to the soda machine, Lauren behind me.
"I'm gonna make a suicide!" I declared, first filling my cup with a little bit of Sprite. I then added Rootbeer, Mountain Dew, a tiny bit of Diet Coke, and some Hi-C. Lauren got Coke.
I picked a straw and sat down, waiting for Lauren to bring the food.
"No nyanya soup, au waffles," Lauren explained. "And they didn't get us any boiled eggs, just scambled!"
"Good enough for me!" I exclaimed, opening up a bag of food. I pulled out a double cheeseburger, a package of fries, and an Iron Man toy.
"So did wewe hear about Josh's new Parody?" Lauren asked, referring to thecomputernerd01.
"Last Tuesday Night?" I asked. It was hilarious!
"Yep!" She answered. "Last Tuesday Night! Had a pizza with my friend, then he aliiba it from my hands."
"Whoa! Last Tuesday Night!"
We laughed, eating our burgers and fries.
After we finished our food, I drove my car out to the Drive Thru. There were two cars in front of us, A red minivan and a black Elantra. They moved forward, and the minivan drove off. We stopped in front of the speaker.
"Welcome to Burger King. How may I take your order?" A girl on the speaker greeted.
"Yeah, I'll have one vanilla ice cream cone," I answered.
"Is that all?" She asked. I looked at Lauren, and she shook her head as to onyesha that she didn't want anything.
"I would like a cow bell." I answered again, and there was a long pause. After a while, the girl told us that we spent $1.23 on our order. "Card," I said, and Lauren handed me her Burger King card.
We drove up to the first window, where we gave the girl our card ad she gave us a receipt.
"I have a question," I started.
"Yes?" She said.
"Do wewe like waffles?" I asked, and Lauren laughed.
"Yes," The girl chuckled, and we drove up to the inayofuata window to commence the coneing.
When we got there, a guy handed us the ice cream cone. I turned my hand over and picked it up kwa the ice cream instead of the cone. "No, don't pick it up like that!" The guy exclaimed. He began to laugh, and so did me and Lauren. I drove away, the melting ice cream dripping on my hand.
"Oh my God!" Lauren laughed. "I can't believe wewe actually did it!" I laughed with her, licking the melted ice cream that covered my free hand with stickiness.
"It's sticky!" I exclaimed. "I can't believe that Josh did this, like, ten times!"
We drove away, laughing.
"I got a $10 gift card to Burger King!" She exclaimed. "The jellybeans shall be praised!" I jumped up and immediately grabbed the keys of my car, a blue 2012 Ford mustang Shelby GT500.
"We need to go." I begged. Burger King was one of my all-time inayopendelewa fast chakula restaurants. I had to go!
"Take out au dine-in?" Lauren asked, standing up. I thought for a second.
"Both!" I yelled, and ran out the door. Lauren ran after me, jumping in the car. I pushed the start button, and we revved down the road in a mgawanyiko, baidisha second.
A mustang Shelby GT500 can go up to 550 miles per hour. I took advantage of that ability, speeding down the road at a blazing 120 MPH! We zoomed down to the nearest Burger King, parking perfectly, if perfectly means over the white line and in-between two different parking spots.
We ran inside, giggling. "I can't believe that wewe got a $10 gift card to the best fast chakula place in the world!" I yelled happily as we went inside.
"Hey, have wewe ever heard of coneing?" Lauren asked. I knew what she was talking about. wewe go to the drive thru, order an Ice Cream cone, and pick it up upside-down and see the reaction of the people that give it to you! The idea was created kwa thecomputernerd01, the funniest person in the world!
"Heck yeah! We gonna go coneing after this?" I asked as we came up to the counter.
"Yeah!" She answered, high-fiving me.
"Welcome to Burger King. How may I take your order?" A man at the counter alisema in a depressing monotone.
"We want two waffles, two sodas, five boiled eggs, a bowl of nyanya soup, and two double cheeseburger kids meals. Boy's toy, please." I listed, mentioning everything that I was craving at the moment.
"And I want a Whopper Jr.!" Lauren included. The counter man stared in awe.
"Okay, not including the things we don't have, that's a total of $4.67," He began typing up the receipt.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," I stopped him. "What do wewe mean 'things we don't have'?" He looked up at me again.
"We don't have waffles, boiled eggs, au soup. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." He alisema in an irritated, sarcastic tone. Lauren scoffed.
"Are wewe saying that wewe aren't going to satisfy your hungry customers that are willing to pay up to $10 for their food?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. The man stood, stuttering.
"That's what I thought," Lauren said. She gave the Gift Card to the man, and he gave us two small cups. I ran to the soda machine, Lauren behind me.
"I'm gonna make a suicide!" I declared, first filling my cup with a little bit of Sprite. I then added Rootbeer, Mountain Dew, a tiny bit of Diet Coke, and some Hi-C. Lauren got Coke.
I picked a straw and sat down, waiting for Lauren to bring the food.
"No nyanya soup, au waffles," Lauren explained. "And they didn't get us any boiled eggs, just scambled!"
"Good enough for me!" I exclaimed, opening up a bag of food. I pulled out a double cheeseburger, a package of fries, and an Iron Man toy.
"So did wewe hear about Josh's new Parody?" Lauren asked, referring to thecomputernerd01.
"Last Tuesday Night?" I asked. It was hilarious!
"Yep!" She answered. "Last Tuesday Night! Had a pizza with my friend, then he aliiba it from my hands."
"Whoa! Last Tuesday Night!"
We laughed, eating our burgers and fries.
After we finished our food, I drove my car out to the Drive Thru. There were two cars in front of us, A red minivan and a black Elantra. They moved forward, and the minivan drove off. We stopped in front of the speaker.
"Welcome to Burger King. How may I take your order?" A girl on the speaker greeted.
"Yeah, I'll have one vanilla ice cream cone," I answered.
"Is that all?" She asked. I looked at Lauren, and she shook her head as to onyesha that she didn't want anything.
"I would like a cow bell." I answered again, and there was a long pause. After a while, the girl told us that we spent $1.23 on our order. "Card," I said, and Lauren handed me her Burger King card.
We drove up to the first window, where we gave the girl our card ad she gave us a receipt.
"I have a question," I started.
"Yes?" She said.
"Do wewe like waffles?" I asked, and Lauren laughed.
"Yes," The girl chuckled, and we drove up to the inayofuata window to commence the coneing.
When we got there, a guy handed us the ice cream cone. I turned my hand over and picked it up kwa the ice cream instead of the cone. "No, don't pick it up like that!" The guy exclaimed. He began to laugh, and so did me and Lauren. I drove away, the melting ice cream dripping on my hand.
"Oh my God!" Lauren laughed. "I can't believe wewe actually did it!" I laughed with her, licking the melted ice cream that covered my free hand with stickiness.
"It's sticky!" I exclaimed. "I can't believe that Josh did this, like, ten times!"
We drove away, laughing.
I want everyone who is having a bad siku to feel better and everyone who is having a good siku to feel better. The cure is mtoto wa mbwa and dogs, who are cute. Just click the picture if wewe want a closer look at the awesomeness of mbwa ( au if wewe just want to make the picture larger)
That poor girl, but hujambo a dog gotta go when they gotta go. Hopefully your siku is going better than hers.
wewe will never see the Pixar lamp the same way again.
The poor dog is in a cage, but hujambo at least he is trying to get out. 10 dog treats for him.
That is just wrong, wewe do not steal another dogs...
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That poor girl, but hujambo a dog gotta go when they gotta go. Hopefully your siku is going better than hers.
wewe will never see the Pixar lamp the same way again.
The poor dog is in a cage, but hujambo at least he is trying to get out. 10 dog treats for him.
That is just wrong, wewe do not steal another dogs...
