I have a McDonalds story of my own...
Last friday, my mum and her fiancé were driving me to my friend, Kit's, party. My mum's fiancé, Dennis, wanted to go though the drive through at McDonalds to get something, but the driver side window on our car is broken (It fell down into the door or something...) so we have a sheet of plastic over it. Anyway, he gave me the money, so that I could order and then pay. I was sitting in the backseat, on the passenger side, so I had to lean over, and out the back window on the driver side. I was wearing a v-necked t-shirt, and when I leaned out to order, it slipped down a little. The McDonalds guy, he was about seventeen, looked down at my chest and was like, 'Wow. Would you like a free milkshake?' I don't like McDonalds, so I replied, 'Uhh.. I didn't order a milkshake..' He was just like, 'I'd *really* like to give you a free milkshake.' I ended up accepting the milkshake, because the guy insisted on it.
Silly boys...
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