No french fries, especially not ones from McDonalds, shall pass the border of Pardoland.
I'm comfortable with the titles: "Hippy", "Uptight Hippy", "Uptight Hippy Freak" etc.
And before I get a bunch of "I said I'd never feed my kids fries from McDonalds but you will, trust me, some day you will.", I'm not judging.
I'm just saying, I don't eat that potato like product fried in lord knows what kind of ostrich fat, so neither is Bellerina. McDonalds is the devil. There, I said it. The devil.
Know what she did eat for lunch and loved that most people wouldn't let their kids touch? A goat cheese and avocado sandwich. That's right, gave my kid goat cheese at 16 months. The other spectrum of the food police can feel free to insert their personal opinion here:
She's serious about this one guys. She does random searches on people crossing Pardoland border. Heck, I have to declare if anyone else has packed my work bag before I come back in... The strip searches are nice though :)
ReplyDeleteDon't give in McDonalds! They are the worst and try to make you feel like you're helping the world by buying happy meals since they donate 1 cent. You'd have to eat there almost twice a week to donate $1/year!
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