SPEAKER_01 1:19

It's the eat show.

unknown 1:33

It's the eat show.

SPEAKER_00 1:39

Fucking Grimace McButter and the hamburglar walk into a fucking bank and just everybody drops to the floor and gives them all their money. I mean, if you're gonna rob a bank, you dress up as Grimace and the hamburglar. The hamburger, I mean, has a look of a fucking thief, right? He's fucking steals hamburgers and now he's stealing fucking cash. The fucking Grimace can't fit through the door because it's a fucking big fat purple fucking bitch. Hamburger's a kicking fat fucking white candy toward the fucking ass through the door, you fucking purple bitch. I love the word bitch. If you haven't noticed, if you listen to the each show on a fucking weekly basis, if you don't, you need to. Start spreading the fucking news. Start spreading the news. Bada pop pop eatshow. Gotta come up with a title for this episode. God! Even though you're already listening to it, there's a process that went into this scientific approach to this fucking masterpiece. McDonald's piece.

SPEAKER_01 2:57

Eek Show at McDonald's! Give me some fucking chicken nuggets, you fucking bitch!

SPEAKER_00 3:05

Yo! I thought of it because I just saw McDonald's breaking news, okay? We've done things in life, right? Fucking Plymouth Rock discovering America. I mean, literally winning wars for our freedom. And McDonald's bringing back the fried apple pie. I'll tell you the dough must be fucking dipped in fucking slight egg yolk or maybe a little wet butter. Tossed in some fucking sugary cinnamon mix, and then plopped in that fucking deliciously uncleaned canola frying oil. To sizzle up bubbly fucking dough. The sugar gets a little fucking scorched and melty. The gooey fucking apple pie in it fucking warms up to be eaten. To be indulged. And don't get one, get two, they're small! My dad was buying fucking two that's small. Give himself a fucking laugh. Get two! They're fucking small! Even when he got the super large extra double extra cheese steak fucking with with onions. Oh, he loved onions, man. Cooked onions. Get fucking two that's small! Okay, I will get two. Apple pies fried back at McDonald's. And it made me think that's an episode! Mickey D's, kid! Ronald McDonald! Some fucking douchebag that fucking had no work. Hey man, you wanna fucking dress up as a fucking kind of clown with freaking red hair and dress up in this yellow fucking suit and big shoes and become our fucking mascot and scare all the fucking kids away? Ronald McDonald, man. There's a fucking horror movie idea. They made fucking like stuffed animals into fucking killers and tiny fucking dolls, right? Child's play, the thing comes alive and fucking kills people. Oh, there's a horse crossing the street right now. I'm gonna put fucking that horse is gonna get my top dollar bet. I think that horse can run fucking three and a half furlings. It's literally crossing our road. Fucking dinkus on it, but fucking old guy in a fucking brown suit. But I love the horse part. Oh, and there is a sign for horse crossing! Oh! Well, I guess we're near where fucking there is an equestrian track. Oh, equestrian! Here's a fucking die-hard sport I haven't talked about yet. How many tie-hard equestrian fans are out there? I'm gonna start fucking wearing just equestrian shit wherever I go. Everybody's like, oh no, what the fuck you doing, you show? Fuck it all in on equestrian, man. Fuck off me. I'll fucking have a horse fucking eat your fucking head off your neck. Just fucking tie you down and put some carrots all around your fucking ears. I'll shove them in your ears, and they'll fucking eat your fucking head off with the carrots. It's too far, I get it. It's just keep in mind this is a Mickey D's episode. McDonald's! Who the fuck doesn't go to McDonald's? And if you don't go, I fucking I understand shit makes you feel sick. I mean, there's all kinds of movies out about it. The founder of fucking Mickey D's who fucking rat fucked the actual brothers that came up with the idea. Cause he fucking figured out that land was more important than the franchise itself. You own the land, you own the fucking franchise. No! Fucking what a move! McDonald's, though, it's the name, right? It was all about the name, those golden arches. Over 75 fucking billion served. Maybe even trillions now. Elon Musk should just spend all his money on fucking McDonald's for the whole fucking planet. And give me fucking the 20-piece McNugget, because fucking six, fucking ten is not enough. I want 20. I want to be able to eat a McNugget every time I fucking take a breath. Okay, oxygen McNugget. Oxygen McNugget. Sweet and sour fucking shot oxygen McNugget. McNugget! I snuck a second one in there before I took a breath! Sweet and sour sauce? Shit is fucking a nectar of the gods. Nobody's been able to fucking duplicate it. All these big time businesses. Sweet baby raised fucking craft. Fucking all the foreign fucking sweet and sour sauce makers. They can't fucking trump whoever the fuck it is that makes that sweet and sour sauce McDonald's. And if it is McDonald's, I wanna know what's in it. You've gotta be putting some sort of fucking Vicid in or, you know, fucking quaalude powder in there. Shit's just fucking addictive. All kinds of jingles from McDonald's, right? Ba ba ba ba. It's the one right now. Fucking kids love it, adults love it, fucking girls love it. McDonald's French fries, top of the fucking food chain, right up there with fucking lobster thermidor. You now sold another business, you show!

SPEAKER_01 8:53

This is the fourth billion dollar company you have sold.

SPEAKER_00 8:57

Um what are you going to do to celebrate? Are you going to get the high-end trout? The uh double ribeye wag you!

SPEAKER_01 9:09

Famous style at thousand dollars an ounce! Oh my you get the premiere! Scalabs or the high-end king crab!

SPEAKER_00 9:23

You know what, Johnny? I think I'm just gonna go with some fucking McDonald's fries and throw some fucking chili on 'em. Give me a fucking couple classic Mickey D's cheeseburgers to go with it. All of it. I love those little fucking onions that are probably just old pieces of fucking plastic. Fucking mustard to all beef patty special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pick those onions on a sesame seed but Big Mac! Fucking McAvoy! Who would think that the Bruins would draft a defenseman based on how much America loves Big Macs? I want fucking McAvoy every game to fill his fucking helmet with the special sauce. I want McAvoy with the fucking custardy fucking Big Mac special sauce. I want McAvoy wearing relish and fucking mayonnaise and ketchup and pickle juice sweet kind mixed together. I want it in his helmet every game. He's skating around with fucking Big Mac sauce all over his fucking forehead and eyes and nose. That's a fucking superstar. Committed! If you want to have a nickname, commit to the fucking nickname. Who the fuck doesn't like Big Macs? Now, Kevin, the quality of them is it's a fucking hit or miss. It's a fucking roulette spin. And it's that many numbers. If you got fucking 36 numbers on roulette, you got 50 states and thousands of cities, you never know what quality Big Mac you're gonna get. You never know what quality fucking McDonald's you're gonna get. You don't. Some of them are fresh, hot, delicious, crispy, fucking savory, cheese is different. And then you get some some of them are just like they're fucking prison McDonald's, you know? Fucking saggy wet fries and fucking burgers without the right toppings. Old lettuce. Dude, old lettuce is fucking not hyped enough about how horrible of a thing it is. When you got lettuce that's fucking turning brown and starting to wilt, I mean you might as well just put fucking old, you know, strands of fucking toilet paper from a goddamn porta potty on my bun! That's how fucking gross it is. I want fresh cut lettuce, I want two all beef patties. That's what you said. Ba-da-pa-pa-pa! Fucking jingle gets me every time. Give me a fucking 20-piece nugget, a fucking Archdilux, bring that back, the McDLT with the fucking styrofoam. You got the cold and the hot on two different sides. I want the fucking happy meal with the return of the Jedi cards. I want it back! And I want the card with fucking Vader's shadow in the back. Fucking Luke and Vader are fighting with their fucking lightsabers, the red and the fucking greenish glowing fucking sabers of good and evil, and the emperors there. Good old fucking Senator Palpatine. Fucking the Emperor. Love that. Show and tell, I'd bring the Emperor and fucking zap everybody in the class with his electric hands. He fucking shoots those bolts of fucking lightning into everybody. The teacher's like, oh my god, Eekshaw, take whatever you want. Like, give me all your fucking geometry books. And then I'd fucking sell them. Oh, making cash based on a fucking McDonald's card I got from the Happy Meal. Oh, Eekshaw fucking credit clear critical condition. I want the fucking McDLT and a happy meal, and I want the fucking Return of the Jedi cards. I want them. I want those. I want that card. I want it in plastic. I don't want any scratches on it. And I want it signed by the Emperor, the original actor. Even if he's dead, take up his body. Fucking somebody hold his hand and sign it. Emperor. McDonald's, man. Supersize it! Supersize me. What a documentary. Guy in that he's like, every time they if they ask him to supersize it, I'm literally fucking dying. That's how fucking energetic and high-end this episode is. I may fucking die. I'm telling you, it's the fucking goddamn breathing in the Roundup and the fucking smoke, the dirt fucking trail at the last soccer game. The shit has been fucking putting me to death the last week. A goddamn soccer game. Driving down the road, people throwing up the dust. And of course, there's fucking 5,000 people at the Y. And are 5,000 people working out? No, they're not. They're just walking around, looking like fucking douche rockets. Having fun, walking around, acting as if they're fucking doing anything. Get out of here, you fucking rat fucking bitch asses. It's too far. I know, it's too far. The Y seems to make a lot of episodes, though, doesn't it? Mickey D's, kid. Shit's fucking killing you from the inside out. But damn, it is delicious. I even get excited about the fucking bag. Fucking golden archers are staring at me. Just eat my fucking fries, bitch! I just assume to fucking start drinking the fucking sweet and sour sauce, as I mentioned. Even the barbecue sauce is good. Got like extra pepper in it. Oh, here comes a fucking here comes a 5-0! He's got his fucking lights on too. I wonder who he's going after. Hopefully it's not me. Oh fucking. That would be classic if it is me. I better fucking pause this right now. Imagine if it is me. Cause I fucking peepin' yelling out the window. Fucking 5-0. Fuck out of here, bitch. Fill the Eek Show. His fucking 5-0 has got his lights fucking going. Imagine he comes over and talks to me. Fucking dick. This is causing fucking anxiety, man. I can see him. He's probably got fucking Mickey D's in his passenger seat. Yo! Did you get the do you know they still sell the McDLT fucking douche rocket? Oh no, this is this is fucking 5-0 land, kid. There's a fucking person that's calling about, hey, you must have lost a tennis match. Dude, I think there's a fight going on. There's a fucking cop going into the tennis fucking court. Fucking hard on bitch! Yo, that that shot was in! The guy gets in a fight right in the tennis court at the Y and calls his fucking 5-0 bitch. Like I said. Glad they're fucking protecting communities, breaking up fucking tennis fights between fucking people over 70. The fucking ball was clearly out. Breakfast at Mickey D's, the pancakes? The fucking pancakes, guys. Put the syrup on them and just fucking you know, put the seat back. Just fucking try to stuff all three of them in your mouth at one time. Oh have your fucking girlfriend or your wife just pour the syrup in.

SPEAKER_01 17:06

Pour the syrup in!

SPEAKER_00 17:10

No napkins, just fucking walk around the rest of the day with fucking syrup all over your fucking eyes and face. Sticky. You're fucking sticky, man. What the fuck you doing? I was fucking at Mickey D's with the Eek Show, and he's doing his fucking breakfast competition where you gotta stuff the pancakes down your fucking throat. What's your favorite thing at McDonald's? You ever get the fruit cup? Fucking fuck out of my face. You see someone get the fruit cup at McDonald's, you immediately fucking tie them up and throw them in a fucking lake. I'm telling you, man, the quality of the fucking McDonald's, though, that's big for me, man. The quality is big. It's one McDonald's, you get the fucking fresh, delicious fries that seems like they have salt. The burger seems sort of fresh and warm, and the cheese is different. And then I'm telling you, you get the prison one. It's like a fucking burger patty that's been left out for a month. It's probably part of the fucking. It's been in a goddamn fucking mop bucket. And the cheese is not even melted. It's as if the cheese is like. I don't even know what it is. It's not cheese. It's not melting. You know, it's just some fucking piece of flat fucking silicone that you somehow digest. Or you can't digest it, because when you get it, you always have fucking diarrhea. Dude. Or maybe it's just how much you eat. McDonald's is not a fucking place that I can. It doesn't fill me up. It really doesn't. And I'm not going to get the double quarter pounder. Like I said, that supersize me fucking documentary. Every time they ask him if he wants to supersi it, they used to do that when we were younger. Oh, it comes another one. They got a second person coming in for the fucking tennis match. Put your fucking siren on so that everybody can fucking know you're a police officer. You already don't know it. You dressed up in your uniform, you drive a different car than everybody else on the fucking planet because of how it looks. And you gotta put your fucking siren on. Thanks, man. We didn't see you coming. Here it goes, cut. This is a 9-1-1, cut. We got the fucking paddy wagon showing up at the Y. Ho ho ho! Mickey D's for all. I might get double quarter pounders for these fucking people, man. Just so they can fucking sit and enjoy on the side of the road as everybody stares and fucking rub an X. Rubineckin'. That's a Boston fucking thing. It means you're staring at fucking shit going on when you should just be driving by and not creating traffic. Mickey D's, God. What's your favorite thing from Mickey D's? Do you like the fucking hash browns? Do you like the fucking McMuffin? We had a McMuffin a couple weeks back for a fucking golf tournament. One of the fucking donkeys I was playing with, I didn't know him, but he fucking tried to act like it wasn't cool. Like didn't thank me, and then fucking a hole later, I see him eating it, and I'm like, yo, fucking bitch ass. How's the egg McMuffin, you fucking stuffy prick? Next time I give you an egg McMuffin in the morning when I don't know you, you fucking kneel and thank me. You kneeled before Zod. Kneeled before the Eek Show. Mickey D's kid. The fucking sausage patties there, you know they're fucking they've been in a fucking freezer section, like in the bag in the freezer for at least fucking 20 years. What else do they got at McDonald's? Of course the McNuggets, we mentioned those. You get a boot or a fucking circle. I gotta be honest, I've always been a big fan of the circle. The circle tastes more like there's potential real white meat in it. The boot is sort of like gizzards and fucking bone meat. And then they said, oh, we redid the fucking McDonald's meat. Again, I'm not gonna, I haven't said anything in this episode besides getting diarrhea, right? I haven't talked negatively. I mean, McDonald's is it's a fucking godly place, you know? You can't eat it consistently or you die. The supersize me guy, right? It sounds like he was an alcoholic before his girlfriend got him eating healthy and she broke up with him. I think it, yeah, I don't know if it was his wife, but he's eating all his healthy food before he's gonna go on his fucking McDonald's fucking tear for a month. But you can't eat McDonald's all the time, man. You just can't do it. Their fucking soda, it's it's sweeter. I'm telling you, it's got more sugar in it. Their fountain soda, oh, this guy's gonna blast right into a cop. No. Free Mickey D's if that accident happens. I got the fucking people sitting over on the sidewalk eating their. I drop a quarter pound as I bought them. They're all fucking like breathing heavy at this point. Here he comes. Here comes the fucking 5-0 bitch. Top bitch! How's your McDonald's, you fucking pig? I know that's mean, but I'll guarantee you he's fucking eating Mickey D's in about fucking 15 minutes. I put fucking cash on that. I apologize. I know it's aggressive, but you know what? I don't love it. I don't love the fucking. There's nothing going on. Everybody's fine. Fucking cop shows up like he's got some fucking attitude. Eat your fucking double quarter pound and I bought you and get the fuck out of my face. I don't people don't think that's funny. I do. I think it's funny. Because this is a fucking podcast. Nikki D's, kid. Fucking yellow and red. Fucking make me dream of fucking fries, ketchup, and fucking quarter pounds with cheese, cad. Do you like the fucking hamburgers with the pickles? Do you get a regular hamburger? How about the McRib? You remember that fucking thing? The little gelatinous fucking glued together fucking like horse fucking hooves? They sell as fucking rib meat? Just kidding, McDonald's? I know it's not that, but it could be. It could be. I mean, I'm not fucking complaining. Just lather some BBQ sauce all over the fucking bottom of a fucking horse hoof. Let it fucking marinate for cuckin six months and then cook it. Put it on a fucking bun? I think I'd put onions on it, onions and pickles on that thing too. The fucking mick rib. McFuckin death. I don't think I had many McRibs, man. That I think I drew the line. They had a McLobster roll. Remember that? The deep sea freshest lobster from Maine going into the fucking McLobster roll. Fucking muscle meat you find on the fucking beach and the seaweed.

SPEAKER_01 24:04

It's fucking lobster, man.

SPEAKER_00 24:07

How come it tastes like fucking seaweed and fucking old trash? It's fucking lobster, man. It's only fucking 1999 at McDonald's. Yeah, if I'm fucking 1999, I'm gonna get fucking two to three twenty McNuggets. Fucking 60 of them. Just start fucking do the power hour with fucking McNuggets. Power hours where you do a shot of beer every minute in fucking an hour. Do the fucking power hour with McNuggets and fucking double it. So you do two McNuggets every minute for an hour. I mean, that is fucking aggressive, dude. 120 McNuggets in one hour, and you can't be a competitive eater. If you're a competitive eater, it's not allowed. That doesn't count. You've gotta be just a regular person. And you gotta dip every McNugget as well. You got one minute to dip every one of them. So one every 30 seconds, you gotta dip. And we'll make another rule is you can't ever do the same sauce two times in a row. You gotta switch it up. Switch it up. I switch it up, switchy, switch it up. Fucking David Silver always finds his way back into this fucking show. I switch it up, switchy, switch it up. What the fuck was David doing with Donna? Fucking Donna was a fucking donkey, man. Fucking donkey. What the fuck else do they have? They have the McChicken? How about the prices of fucking McDonald's? They used to be cheap. Used to be a place you could go and eat fucking boatload of food for ten bucks, and if you spent twenty bucks, you do fill yourself up. I'm not kidding. I think right now, if I ate McDonald's and I don't eat it, I probably eat McDonald's six to ten times in a whole year. But I might eat it at once every other month. And I used to, I went like a decade with not eating it because I got food poisoning. And it wasn't necessarily, I'm not blaming McDonald's, but you know, you have a fucking Big Mac and you start fucking pissing out your fucking mouth and pissing out your ass. You're not gonna like blame it on the fucking salad you ate the day before with fucking homemade pasta and fucking butter sauce, you know. Maybe no, maybe not even butter. You just eat dry pasta with some fucking Parmesan cheese and some deliciously cooked vegetables and a salad. You know, is it that or is it the fucking greasy fried fucking chicken nuggets, burgers, and fries you ate and you chased it with a fucking McFlurry? An Oreo McFlurry, huh? Sign me up on that. I want McFlurries fucking delivered on a consistent basis every Friday around fucking 8 30 at night, and I want fucking extra stuff. The fucking cookie and cream mixture. I want extra stuff. And then I want a fucking separate side of vanilla fucking soft serve. And I want the fucking ice cream machine cleaned. What else do they sell, man? I've done fucking 20 minutes on McDonald's and I can't think of like I know they sell salads. Nobody's getting the fucking salads. Happy Meals, of course. What else can you get there? It's just burgers, fries, and fucking McNuggets, the chicken sandwiches?

SPEAKER_01 27:14

Oh ho ho ho ho! Forgot about the fileto fish! What's Yoda? Fish filet. This whole thing.

SPEAKER_00 27:22

Fucking Kanye throws a filet of fish fucking reference in one of his songs. Filet of fish, they put that fucking tartar sauce on it. That's a fucking fish patty. And they could-I think they put a slice of cheese on that sandwich. What a fucking power move that is. Little fucking square filet of fish, some fucking tartar, and a fucking slice of fucking government American cheese. I don't know the name of it, but I know I've seen it. We used to fucking torment a kid who grew up in our fucking trailer park, and we'd make him go into McDonald's, we'd drive to McDonald's, and this is definitely like shortly after we got our licenses, a group of my buddies and I, and we would take our buddy, I mean he was our friend, but we would definitely like, we wouldn't bully him, but we would just make him do shit because we were, you know, sort of had fucking the the seniority over him. We'd make him go in and say that he ordered McDonald's and he got the wrong order. He'd go in and say they gave him the wrong order and that he got home and came back because his father told him to, and they would never even question him. He would come out with like full-scale the Arch Deluxe burger. I remember when that came out, I'm thinking the Arch Deluxe, the original, had bacon on it. It's fucking salty bacon. Oh. He would come out and then we would go to like three or four McDonald's in the area. You know, I'm not, this is not made up. He would fucking, we called them the fucking duckadocs. He would fucking get these burgers, the arch deluxe. I remember we did it when the arch deluxe was like just coming out. And somehow we would get like two of them. He would go in and lie and say they gave us quarter pounders instead, and he'd come out with three arch deluxes. We never ordered anything, no order had been wrong. And we would go to three or four McDonald's in the area, so we ended up with like eight arch deluxes for the four of us, you know, and we'd certainly let half of him have some fries, but never gave him any arch deluxes, you know, he didn't earn that. But fuck power move. Then we all would get sick and go to sleep. Being young, man, just fucking power through McDonald's and take a nap. Now you eat McDonald's, you gotta function. You can't. You just fucking can't do anything. You got that fucking rancid breath that it gives you if you don't fucking brush your teeth like within 20 minutes of eating it. Fucking the whole fucking society is like scared of you. There's an old school McDonald's jingle, I can't remember it, but this like it's it's evolved itself. Remember, like, I think Justin Timberlake was involved in fucking McDonald's for a little bit. Jordan and Bird were in the commercials with fucking McDonald's to play for your Big Mac. Remember that? Fucking they just kept doing these different shots. It was like a game of horse for their Big Mac. Of course I'd win that. I'd win the Big Mac because I'd fucking not only hit every shot, but I'd just fucking grab the Big Mac and start eating it. And what are you gonna do if I start eating it? You know, I don't give a shit if I lost the game of horse, which I wouldn't lose. I'm already eating it. You're gonna have me regurgitate it and fucking suck it up. Big Mac. Mickey D's, what an episode. What a thought. Imagine a world with no McDonald's. I don't know if I'd like it as much as a world with McDonald's. As much as you can say you don't eat it, you hate it, you can't hate their fries. You can't hate the sweet and sour sauce. I mean, the sweet and sour sauce is literally just glorious. There's McDonald's fucking everywhere too. You can always find one. You never know what you're gonna get, right? You don't. You're gonna get the prison one or you're gonna get the fucking quality one. It's kind of fun that way. It's a crapshoot, right? Will you get food poisoning or will you be satisfied? I think I could eat four cheeseburgers, probably the whole 20-piece, honestly. I could easily eat two medium fries. Not two larges, but two medium fries. You pour them all together. I'd have some ketchup at the fries. I don't even need ketchup as much as I used to when I was younger. Sweet and sour sauce. It literally one tin for every two McNuggets. That's fucking crazy, dude. So if I have 20 McNuggets, right? That's 10 tins of fucking sweet and sour. Hopefully I'm able to get those because of my ake show credit. Don't have to pay the fucking quarter for the sauce. And I just start fucking getting sweet and sour sauces and building a fucking Jenga house in my fucking basement. Yo, what uh what's the uh what's that big sculpture in your basement, man? It's uh fucking sweet and sour sauce from Mickey D's. That's right. It's my new game, sweet and sour Jenga. The only difference is I'm not gonna fucking I'm not gonna play with it's not a game, I'm just gonna fucking collect it, and then when everybody gets anuked in fucking next 20 years, I'll have fucking sweet and sour sauce to eat in my fucking doomsday fucking cave. Even if there isn't any food, I'll still fucking eat the sweet and sour. Just freebase it and eat it fucking plain. Oh man, fucking Mickey D's. What an institution of fucking planet Earth, man. Mickey fucking D's. Anything else you like about it? You like the fucking play pen that all the kids get fucking hand, foot, and mouth disease when they go play in there because it's unsanitary and they fucking get the disease all over their face and feet. Kids are playing around the fucking slides and the ball, the fucking ball bath. Remember the ball bath? We used to fucking search in the ball bath for like Chuck E. Cheese and Circus Playhouse coins because people would go in there and have these the coins you play the video games with, but they would fall out of their pockets. So you just go in the fucking ball bath and you collect them on the bottom because there's like dozens of them down there, because people would keep them in their pockets and they're playing in the ball bath and they're coming out of their pockets and hooking us up with free shit. We used to have the coins, but and then we'd collect the coins and say, listen, instead of giving, you know, if you put your dollar in, you're only gonna get four coins. We would sell the coins to people coming in and say, listen, we'll give you five coins for a dollar. So literally we're making money because we're finding the coins. We used to sit in the helicopter ride and stick our hands down the side of it because it was like a you know, it wasn't well built, and you could reach into the the coin box and pull out fucking handfuls of coins, and then we'd sell the coins to people coming in and give them a deal. Five coins for a buck instead of the machine where you're only getting four for a buck. And then we'd take the money and go to fucking Burger King and get chocolate shakes. That's a fucking true story, man. Right on fucking Route 1. That's the fucking truth. That is fucking dead truth. No McDonald's on fucking Route 1 where I lived. You had to go all the way to fucking Danvers. Too long of a ride, but that's where we would fucking scam the Arch Deluxe's with fucking the Docadocks. Power moves. If I missed anything about the food they sell at McDonald's, I apologize. I don't I don't I can't, I literally can't think of anything else. I know the things I missed. I mean the fucking McGridddles, right? The fucking syrup-filled fucking buns of the breakfast sandwiches. Oh my god, those are what an invention those were. I remember calling home about those. Not to my parents, but just to my brother and saying, like, holy shit, the fucking McGriddles are just setting me. I'm fucking going broke because I'm fucking buying them every week. Just delicious fucking syrup-filled buns with little pockets of syrup and cheese and fucking you could get ham, bacon, or sausage or all three meats on one. Eekshow style. Eekshow.show is where you can fucking follow me and my podcast episodes and all the fucking updates. Info at eekshow.show is where you can check in and tell me what you love about McDonald's or sing a fucking jingle. It's Mac tonight. God, I wish I could remember the old songs. Those used to fucking put me to sleep. If you don't eat McDonald's, I respect that too. I get it. Fast food is not fucking what you should be eating on a consistent basis. But the French fries and the sweet and sour sauce. Even the classic cheeseburger there, those three things to me, the McNuggets, I could I could live without those. Like I said, a boot or a fucking circle. You know, that's clearly not breast white meat, right? It's something else. I don't care what it is, but again, the fresh ones are crunchy. The fucking old ones are stale. It's like eating a fucking stale cone. You know, when you get ice cream cones, you don't fucking put them in plastic so air gets at them. You eat a fucking stale ice cream cone, it's just like a stale fucking McNugget. Can't deal with it. I don't want the fucking stale McNuggets, and I don't want stale cones. McDonald's is an institution on planet Earth. I commend them. Even though the fucking founder, the guy that ended up fucking stealing the fucking whole thing from the two brothers that started it, because they had the I they had the idea of how fast you could make fucking burgers and fucking fries and just fire them out at people. And shakes and sodas. Soda pop. People from the Midwest call soda pop. Pop, by the way. What kind of pop do you want? What kind of pop do I want? You talking about my dad and my grandfather? Talking about your fucking drink. This is the Eek Show. Pop by fucking Mickey D's. Grab a couple fucking cheeseburgers. You gotta get a couple extra tins of the fucking sweet and sour from my Jenga sculpture. Stop by the Eek Show. Maybe we'll fucking grow large with food together in that fucking doomsday fucking dungeon. I might even start just collect the fucking fries. I saw her in the fucking documentary, The Fries Last Forever, so fuck it. Start collecting the fries with the sweet and sour, and I'll be fine. Potatoes and sweet and sour sauce for the rest of my life. Oh yeah. The one thing? Grimace McButter and fucking the hamburger were just fucking, I just heard it on the radio. They've robbed fucking 10 banks in fucking 10 weeks. And they've fucking been spending their money. They go back to McDonald's and spend money on fucking food. It's like, of course they got caught. I mean fucking at least travel somewhere, like go to another country, buy some fucking property. Fucking the hamburglar's gotta take his fucking mask off. Fucking Grimace has gotta go on a fucking diet and fucking change his fucking color. Everybody sees him, man. It's fucking bright purple. Like, there he is! A big fucking balloon candy corn with a fucking face. He's got no I don't think he has a nose. Grimace McButter. See you later. I hope everybody at some point in their lives gets to fucking just try to eat as much McDonald's foods as you can. Just you you just eat until you fucking pop. And then you you probably are like severely ill for a solid couple days. But you can say, you know what did it, man, is I was inspired by that eek show episode. Fucking bada pop pop eek show. That inspired me to fucking try to eat as much fucking McDonald's as I could until I popped. Have a great week.