Lame, I hope it McFails.
https://www.cbsnews.com/sacramento/n...ois-starbucks/
https://10play.com.au/ip/s3/2023/12/...x&io=landscape
Reminds me of coming to america eddie murphy working at mcdowels
Looks like something you'd see on The Jetsons.
Dumb.
Apparently this is based upon a character from their ads in 1986-1992 called CosMc. I don't remember this character, but it's some kind of alien.
https://twitter.com/prestonattebery/...19596656582934
I can't imagine many people remember this forgettable character. I watched a lot of TV then, and I don't remember it at all.
They should just bite the bullet and bring back Mac Tonight, racist overtones and all.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5F64NuqO9o
I haven't had a big mac in decades, they where rolling out the new one so I said why not. It was almost good and above average would buy it again. 28 degrees and ice rain in the ny my window was frozen I had heat on full blast took like 10 minutes for it to roll down.
McDonald's sucks. I don't eat there. Won't eat there.
The fact that McDonalds became a success at all prolly had a lot to do with the Chicago Mad Men who brought you the Marlboro Man, Charlie Tuna, Tony the Tiger and Ronald McDonald.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dan Druff
The Chicago agencies told mom “you deserve a break today” and all that.
Early fast food leadership, Ronald McDonald and the Marlboro Man are yesterday. There are infinite choices that defy 60’s advertising jingles.
RIP McDonalds.
I don’t think McDonalds will do tomatoes on the side, sorry.
McDonald's: Because sometimes, Wendy's isn't worth the extra ten minutes driving.
I think Wendy's is always worth the extra ten minutes, but my fiancee occasionally overrules me. She also likes that you can ask for a, "Quarter Pounder with cheese, plain," and they know exactly what you want. From Wendy's, she likes the Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger, but for some reason, order-takers will occasionally take, 'Plain,' to mean with no bacon; they'll always ask, but that anyone would take it that way astonishes me. They'll occasionally (correctly) point out, "That's just a cheeseburger."
Evidently, judging from the confirmation screen, McDonald's has a point-of-sale button that just says, 'Plain,' meaning, no veg, no condiments. I would think anyone would take, 'Plain,' to mean that.
Of course, I hate ketchup...McDonald's, in my limited experience, is more likely to forget NOT to put ketchup on something than Wendy's is.
The only time an order-taker has ever been truly snarky is at Wendy's:
MISSION: I'll have a #1, Dave's Double, no ketchup, no mayo, no mustard, medium, Dr. Pepper to drink, please.
WENDY'S: It doesn't come with mustard in the first place.
MISSION: Cool, that's at least one condiment that I know it won't have on it.
ADDED: CosMc's sounds interesting; I always wondered how a fast food place that can't serve any of its own items (coffee/milkshake machines at McDonald's always seem to be 'broken') would go.
Here's something to think about.Quote:
Originally Posted by desertrunner
Quote from Reddit
"I was wrong. I've joined the McDonald's Boycott.
So, the other night, I took a deep dive wondering who actually owns McDonalds. I didn't want to participate in the boycott because I was considering the Bahraini owners of the franchise.
However, I wanted to know who actually owns McDonalds. It's a little complicated but following the trail, ultimately, with over 40k stores worldwide, the profits go to Blackrock, Vanguard, JPMorgan, and others who have trillions of dollars and openly express their support for Israel.
I thought that a McDonald's franchise would be basically 'local' but.... que sera sera ....
I'm now doing my best to my shopping with as many locally-made products as available."
Quote:
Originally Posted by OrkoHere's something to think about.Quote:
Originally Posted by desertrunner
Quote from Reddit
"I was wrong. I've joined the McDonald's Boycott.
So, the other night, I took a deep dive wondering who actually owns McDonalds. I didn't want to participate in the boycott because I was considering the Bahraini owners of the franchise.
However, I wanted to know who actually owns McDonalds. It's a little complicated but following the trail, ultimately, with over 40k stores worldwide, the profits go to Blackrock, Vanguard, JPMorgan, and others who have trillions of dollars and openly express their support for Israel.
I thought that a McDonald's franchise would be basically 'local' but.... que sera sera ....
I'm now doing my best to my shopping with as many locally-made products as available."
Oh someone from Reddit said Blackrock, Vanguard, JPMorgan own McDonalds so it must be true.
Sounds like one of these fools who reads who the shares are registered with and takes that to mean ownership not understanding how custody banks work.
Most McDonald's these days are franchised units, owned by penny-pinching individuals. That's part of the reason why they can often suck and be very stingy with things like napkins, ketchup, etc.
In 1993, I was in grad school, but a friend of mine who was 2 years younger was still in undergrad and in the dorms. I came over to visit him, and while we were strolling through the hallway, I saw a bunch of people on the floor in one room, making prank phone calls.
We walked in there, I told everyone to move over and give me a shot, and I made various calls fucking around with local businesses.
I actually did a good job with the calls and everyone thought it was hilarious. It was almost all dudes in there, but there was one hot Asian girl there who was very impressed by my calls, and apparently was also really into tall white guys. So when I stood up, she started heavily flirting with me, which was awkward because I found out a short time after that my friend had a thing for her. But that's another story for another time.
Anyway, one of the calls was to McDonald's. The theme of that call was that I had been hoarding ketchup packets from the location, and purposely asking for more ketchup than I needed during each order, so I could do so. I "confessed" that it had turned into an obsession, and that I now had an entire bathtub full of McDonald's ketchup packets, all from that location. I claimed to be afraid of going to prison for this. I asked the woman on the phone if there was some sort of "ketchup amnesty program" where I could return the packets without getting into trouble.
The woman I was speaking to, who turned out to be the store manager, was very professional about it, even as I made the phone call progressively more ridiculous. When she told me I could just keep the ketchup packets and not worry about it, I told her that I feared I now had the compulsion to do it again, and asked how if she would be as understanding if I did this all over again.
Finally I did the big reveal that this was all a prank, and that a ton of people were in the background listening to the call. She was a very good sport about it, and in fact invited me to call back in the late hours when they typically aren't busy.
I was especially surprised by the offer to call back, as clearly she must have taken a liking to me enough to want me to call again and talk to her. However, I was only 21 at the time, and knew that she had to be older than me if she was the manager. Her voice sounded fairly young, though.
The dudes in the dorm were all telling me things like, "Dude, she wants you" and "You gotta go down there and fuck her", after we hung up. I wasn't ready to believe that stuff, but I was intrigued enough to call back.
Well, I did call when I was back alone at my apartment. She and I talked a long time. She was 27, white, and had moved from Anchorage a few years prior. She had a very nice personality, a good sense of humor, seemed intelligent, and was very easygoing. The problem? She was married.
I felt weird about the whole thing. I liked talking to her, but I wasn't looking to be a homewrecker. Still, I called her there a few times a week, and we would talk for awhile. I could tell she was enjoying the calls and was always excited to hear from me. In those days you couldn't get a picture sent to you without mailing one, but her description sounded attractive. I had to resist going down there to meet her in person, even though she invited me several times and even offered me a free burger if I did so (lol).
During one of the calls, she told me why she had left Alaska. Apparently she was previously married to a different guy, and everything was going well until the dude asked if she'd do a threesome with him. He didn't have any specific woman in mind for the threesome, but just wanted her to agree to do it so he could look for someone. She told him that she had no interest in this, and refused. Strange as it sounds, this destroyed the marriage. She said he became "obsessed" with convincing her to agree to the threesome, and started saying nasty and abusive things about her because she would not relent and agree to it. This led to a divorce, and she left Alaska to start fresh. She quickly met a new guy in California, fell for him, and got remarried.
This story made me feel especially guilty for talking to her so much and starting to develop interest. It would be one thing if she were in a shit marriage anyway, but she described her current husband as "really nice" and "the opposite of the first one".
For this reason, I tapered off the phone calls, until they stopped completely. One day months later, curiosity got the better of me, so I went through the drive thru and asked if she was working. She was, came over to the window, and I introduced myself. She acted happy to see me, and told me to pull around and come in and say hi. I dd that, she gave me the long-promised free meal (I didn't ask for it, she offered), and we sat and talked for maybe 20 minutes, and then I left and that was that. She was pretty and part of me wanted to start calling her again, but I decided it was best to stay away from the whole thing.
The end.
Druff sounds like you were really quite the ladies man, seducing broads left and right
That’s why you refuse to “tie the knot?” Can’t limit your options?
Brother I would advise showing some respect here and am disappointed in your 'jokes'.Quote:
Originally Posted by NickyPipes
A woman seduced by prank calls and ketchup packets is a rare breed and there may be lingering sentiments that aren't to be trifled with.
I still hope it fails.
Update- https://www.foxla.com/news/mcdonalds...ource=facebook
I miss the good times when Mumbles was the most despised contributor on this site
this subject matter is off limitsQuote:
Originally Posted by NickyPipes
but hey man its perfectly normal to have a child with a ‘girlfriend’ and spawn a bastard son
that said I do think this is a perfectly reasonable question to ask why Todd hasn’t married the mother of his child over a decade later
Nicky Pipes cuts to the chase
wait what about the hot asian chick? thats what the fuck I wanna hear aboutQuote:
Originally Posted by Dan Druff
CosMc;s is still in business?
CosMc’s update-
May 23, 2025- The Next Horizon: CosMc’s- Inspired Beverages Will Be Landing at Hundreds of McDonald’s in the U.S. As Part of Upcoming Beverage Test l
I know you said no links but this was from a Brandon satire page.
And if McDonald’s did a buffet, which they won’t, it certainly wouldn’t look like this.
I guess I never answered this at the time, so here's the story. Some of you are going to be disappointed in me.Quote:
Originally Posted by nunbeaterwait what about the hot asian chick? thats what the fuck I wanna hear aboutQuote:
Originally Posted by Dan Druff
First off, it's important to understand that I am mostly into white chicks. This isn't due to any racism, but just what I find physically attractive. Since white women are my main type, that's always what I've pursued, as I felt that other dudes would better appreciate women of other races, especially Asian and Hispanic girls (such as desertrunner, who I know is really into that). I always felt like an asshole for dating a girl I wasn't really into.
As I said in the old story above, this hot Asian girl "Laurie" (not her real name) pursued me.
She thought the calls were hilarious, but the flirting didn't start until I stood up as everyone was starting to leave the room. She remarked to me, "Oh wow, you're tall!", and then stuck to me like glue. I had been making the calls on the ground (and everyone else was sitting on the ground), and she had come in after I was already there, so she hadn't seen how tall I was until I stood.
It became very apparent that she liked me, and kept following me around everywhere, making flirtatious comments, and asking when I'd be back to the dorm next.
My friend was hanging out with me the entire time (it was his dorm building, I didn't live there), and I didn't realize yet that he liked her, but this actually made sense because she was hot and Asian, and he was a white guy who loved Asian girls.
The problem was that my friend wasn't tall, so she showed zero interest in him. After she finally left us (again reminding me that I should knock on her door next time I'm over there), my friend started telling me how pretty he thought she was, and how he'd had a crush on her the entire time. This really made me feel awkward, because part of me wanted to come back and see this girl, but I also didn't want to make my friend feel bad. He did acknowledge that she had shown no interest in him, so he wasn't delusional that he had a shot with her, or anything like that. In fact, he mentioned how obvious it was that she liked me, and encouraged me to come back and see her. I was torn as to what to do, and let some time pass so I could think about it.
So about a week after mulling this over, my friend told me he was going back to LA to his parents' house for the weekend. I finally decided I couldn't resist going over there and seeing Laurie. I figured this was the perfect time, because my friend wouldn't be there to feel bad about it, nor would he be an awkward third wheel in the situation. I knocked on her door with the story that I was looking for my friend, and wondered if she had seen him. She said she hadn't, and invited me in.
While we were in her room, she told me a long story about how the Asian dudes in the dorm were harassing her, because she was only into white guys and they resented it. She named specific dudes who had been in the room during those calls, and said she was considering transferring dorms to get away from them. She then told me that she was really attracted to me, but that the drama would explode if we were seen dating, because I'm not just white, but also a complete outsider to the dorms who just met her a week prior, whereas these guys had been pursuing her for 4 months.
She kept dropping hints about what she wanted to do, saying things like, "I wish there were somewhere we could go to get away from all this", trying to bait me to invite her to my apartment. That's exactly what I did, and of course she snap accepted and came to spend the night.
We messed around and she eventually gave me a blow job, then we went to sleep. I remember I had class that day at 10am and absolutely could not wake her up. She was the world's heaviest sleeper. I hated leaving relative strangers in my apartment alone, but I felt I had no choice, and she didn't seem like the type who would steal or mess around with my stuff. I just left her sleeping and went to class. I came back like 90 minutes later and she was still asleep.
Anyway, once she woke up, she told me she had a really good time and wanted to see me again, and she went back to the dorm. I forgot if she walked or if I drove her.
I thought about everything, and realized something. I was attracted to her because she was hot, but at the same time, she just wasn't my type. I knew several guys personally who would have REALLY been into her, including my buddy. Like, for them this would've been a dream come true, whereas I was just lukewarm on the whole thing. I just wasn't excited about her. It also didn't help that she was somewhat immature, so her personality also annoyed me a little. I felt like I wasn't being fair to her. There were so many guys at the school who would give their left nut to be with her, and my excitement level was pretty much "I could take it or leave it".
My plan was just to fade away until she got the picture.
However, a few days after that she called me and said that her room was "haunted", because she heard some girl died in her room several years prior. The story was almost surely bullshit, but again it was a premise for me to invite her over. I almost didn't, given my plan to fade away, but the horny 22-year-old in me made me do otherwise.
She came back and spent the night again, and we messed around again, but this time she kept asking me to fuck her. I was hesitating because she kept saying things implying that she wanted me to be her boyfriend, and I knew this would only further that expectation if we had sex, and I didn't want to lead her on. I made an excuse about being tired and didn't do it. She probably wondered if I was secretly gay, because what guy turns that down and says he's tired? Somehow my desire not to be an asshole overruled the part of me which wanted to get laid, which thinking back, was pretty surprising.
I decided I couldn't let this go on any further, so I thought of another friend I had at the school, another dude in the computer science department. He was very good looking and the girls all loved him, but he exclusively liked Asian girls, despite being white himself. He wasn't all that tall (probably 5'10-5'11), but he was taller than my friend and way taller than her (something like 5'1), so I thought maybe I'd introduce them. I called him and asked if he was interested, obviously he said yes and jumped at it. I forgot exactly how I introduced them, but I did, and they hit it off and went out for awhile.
I actually felt good about this because he was super into her, whereas I wasn't, so I felt this was for the best.
I decided to just stick to my physical type going forward, which is why she was the last non-white girl I ever messed around with, and this was over 30 years ago.
Not among my proudest moments, but the following month I met a girl who looked incredibly like Alicia Silverstone, and dated her for the next 2 months, and that was much more what I was looking for.
The end.