A quarter-pounder with cheese.
One... but, what does it matter if she will ask a man to do it!
Neither of them are ever right.
A civil serpent
No studs. All tongue in groove.
Quarter pounder with cheese!
He wanted to feed the mouse.
Look under his kilt, if it's a quarter-pounder, he's a McDonald.
A quarter pounder with cheese.
Utter despair.
Count Dracula.
The NoDinar
The feet