We were having noodles for dinner. That was set. Joe had even started them. That's what it was gonna be. But coming home from the train station...

Me: Joe. Drive super fast as we pass this McDonalds. Super fast. I don't want to want it.
Joe: What? McDonalds? I really want McDonalds for dinner...
Me: Me too. We should go.
Joe: Yeah we should... But we're going to get sushi tomorrow...
Me: But it's soooo cheap! We can totally do it.
Joe: What about noodles?
Me: We'll save them.

We passed it.

Me: Actually maybe not.
Joe: Yeah we're good with noodles.

Guys. McDonalds has sirens in its doors.

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