Saturday, May 26, 2007

Hardee's Chronicles, Part II

My friend and I were sitting in a booth at Hardee's drinking Coke. We didn't have enough money for anything else. The store manager came up to us with a tray of french fries and asked if we wanted some. Several nanoseconds later we accepted his offer. He set the whole tray down and went back to work.

Aaand, roll credits.


Moxy Jane said...

Man, the things that could just thrill the snot out of us. We've GOT to get back to the simpler life.

Posy said...

When you say tray, do mean one of those large orange trays that you carry your entire meal on?