A few months ago, we’d promised Kali a chocolate milkshake so one
evening we took her to the McDonald’s drive-thru to get one. As I
pulled up to the first window to pay, Donny suggested I use the loose
change he kept in the middle console. While trying to pay the lady, I
held her cupped hands in mine to ensure that the money wouldn’t fall to
the asphalt below. It was then that I noticed her arm looked as if it
had been gnawed on by demonic Keebler elves.
“What the fuck?,” I asked to no one in particular as I pulled forward to the next window.
“Did you see that?” I turned to Donny.
“See what?”
“Her arm?! It looked like she had scurvy!”
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