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When I was the sous chef at a restaurant up in upstate New York I used to order cases of those McRib meats for employee meals. The team loved them. I think they are never selling the Mcrib again because the animal(s) it is made out of are probably endangered now. Probably held together with endangered Condor eggs.
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Nov 9, 2022 16:14
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its 400 to order it....to eat it its 1000
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Nov 9, 2022 21:36
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Im driving on the turnpike and I crash into the divider. The airbag comes out but it has been replaced by a McRib which slams into my mouth. I chew in silence while I contemplate my new concussion.
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Nov 10, 2022 01:36
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Sitting in the chair at the dentists office. The dentist puts the mouth openers in my mouth. He then puts the suction tube in. He numbs my mouth with novacaine. He leaves the room for five minutes to wait for the numbness to kick in. I pull my McRib covertly out of my trenchcoat and try to take a bite. I spit barbeque sauce all over the room and puke all over myself.
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Nov 10, 2022 01:38
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I end up in court for a string of bankrobberies I committed. They throw the book at me and I end up in solitary in wabash county jail. I pull a mcrib out of my pocket and begin to play a soulful little dirge on it like a harmonica. Sauce splatters all over my chin.
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Nov 12, 2022 12:44
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I walk into a bank wearing a cowboy hat, big sunglasses, a columbo style trenchcoat and snakeskin cowboy boots. I look around nervously. There aren't many people in here. Time to make my move. I put an extremely greasy McDonald's bag on the counter, pull a McRib out of my pocket, point it at the teller, and yell; "Put the money in the bag and nobody gets hurt!" The teller cringes in fear but she begins filling the bag with bills from the drawer. I say "No dye packs! I'm watching you" Just then four police cars pull up out front. The jig is up.... I grab the bag of cash and walk to the front entrance. If I'm going out, I'm going out in a blaze of sauce. I kick open the double doors and begin pointing the sandwich at the cops who are all positioned behind their cars guns drawn and aimed at me. They begin firing as I put the sandwich to my lips and take a bite. Bullets rip through me. The sandwich falls from my hand and the bite of sandwich falls from my lips. I died the way I lived; Eating a Mcrib.
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Nov 12, 2022 15:31
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