I not-so-secretly adore McDonald’s hamburgers. I mean, logically, I know that they are junk food and it is healthier/cheaper for me to make my own burgers at home for a fraction of the cost at home. Taste better too. But McD’s burgers must have some sort of crack in them because I still adore them. I associate the burgers with happy, childhood memories, a treat for having behaved in the pews at Mass.
A friend of mine just linked an article about a McD’s hamburger: 1996 McDonalds Hamburger
The post was originally published in 2008 but honestly, the message speaks for itself. That just ain’t natural.
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