Okay, last post today, I swear to god, but this one was too weird not to comment on.
Driving back from the store, there’s a McDonald’s. On the McDonald’s sign, under the Golden Arches and the billions and billions served, it says–I kid you not–“POETRY NIGHT — FRIDAY 6PM to 8PM.”
I am speechless–but not so speechless as not to compose a haiku in honor of this event.
Is creepy–but not so much
As the McNuggets.