McNugget Rage
Here are two facts that you may not have known about me:
1) As a kid, I loved chicken McNuggets so much, I’d have eaten them morning, noon, and night, and also maybe at dusk, and at dawn, and every 15 minutes in between, because who doesn’t like battered chicken parts fried to golden perfection, dipped in honey (yes, honey, none of that BBQ or Ranch or Honey Mustard BS), that also come in a fancy house-shaped-box with a TOY? No one. That’s who.
2) I don’t watch any YouTube video over 2 minutes.
That being said, this video makes me rethink both of the preceding facts, because this woman (the one in the pastel pink sweatshirt) loves the nuggets so much, that when she tried to get some at the drive-thru at 6 in the morning and they didn’t offer them (because it’s breakfast menu time, duh, Miss McMuffin), she lost it: got out of her car, punched the attendant in the face and then pounded on the window like a friggin’ Banshee. Because that’s what grown ups do at six in the morning when they can’t have what they want.
I don’t think I can ever enjoy another chicken nugget again.