Oh local burger restaurant cashier, I caught a good look at the hand-crafted porn you had drawn on on the iPad behind the counter. You're too talented for that sad, dingy, union-busting hole. Get out of there and let your artistic wings spread, like the legs and butt of the person in your weirdly explicit doodle.
I wanted fries with my order, and got so much more
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