The American Nightmare

McDonald’s Arching Over I-44 in Vinita, Oklahoma
I have been there on the way back from a concert in Tulsa. Truly disturbing place. The American Nightmare come to “life”.

McDonald’s Arching Over I-44 in Vinita, Oklahoma
I have been there on the way back from a concert in Tulsa. Truly disturbing place. The American Nightmare come to “life”.
Is this really what humans are coming to?
Those buying Booty Sweat in major cities will get treated to a description of it as a “delicious and bump up struttin’ energy drink that will pump up a brotha’s ass right-pronto. This swill will crank yo’ metabolism up skippin’ right over jiggy to straight G-pimp level, word to your mutha. Brothas will be layin’ down the 2-3 on the wiggy jig focusing the energy flow into cold-face benjamins that will fill yo’ pimp pockets to burstin’. Damn straight! Booty Sweat will keep a brotha pitchin’ straight game all night to the baby-dolls.”
As if it’s not bad enough that some of the more ill-educated among us speak this way (or ape those that do), now it’s going to be glamorized yet-again by the church of capitalism. Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with our species? Have we all just lost our damn minds?
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Okay, really, is this what we’ve come to? A fucking automatic doughnut machine!?!? Sweet greasy jesus!
Look. I’m overweight, but let’s set some fucking limits, people. If you are seriously considering dropping $130 on this travesty, maybe you should consider using that money on a gym membership instead. Or use it to buy a gun and kill yourself. It’ll be quicker and the aftermath will still be easier to look at than your lardy, gelatinous corpse.

Oh yeah, that’s good parenting. I love that there’s a box of Crystal Light right behind it.