I, thomas delanor (don't ask) mcdonald am a grade 'a', straight-
from-the-store homosexual. a faggot, nancy-boy, queermo, what-have-you.
College, Plot Development, Prologue
So i bought an old black man a meal at mcdonalds on me and i asked him what life was like on the streets. from what he told me, plus living in a homeless friendly city, i crafted this tale to express what i see when i look at them.
Children, City, Grief, Sorrow, homeless
Kavik took a job last year at mcdonald's to help tzapora, surrik, and himself to buy food. only because "daddy dearest" would take his money and blow most of it at the bar, and what little was left helped to pay bills and buy food for himself.
Bad Language, Character Development, Depression, Feline, Fox, Highschool, Plot Development, Story Series, Tiger
Koji inquired
"mcdonalds!" violet replied with excitement.
"on rue caumartin?"
" yeah. that's fine"
"mcdonald's?" eddie bitched. "we're in paris! that's the best you can do?"
"that's what violet wants."
M/F
This is until he sees blackwargreymon coming down the stairs with half the mcdonalds slide still attached to him, and covered in ketchup.
beelzemon: rough night?
blackwargreymon: don't ask!
Date., Digimon, House, M/F
Could be so broke i couldn't even afford mcdonald's."
"don't make me laugh, nieve..."
"oh, whoops... sorry!"
a whole hour went by, stuck in traffic the whole time. during the whole ordeal, they had moved maybe 100 feet.
Cute, Desperation, Greninja, M/F, Pokemon, Watersports, glaceon, pee, pity
mcdonald... d-d-do you need something of me?" he asked, already knowing what this would lead to. even hector chuckled along with it.
"'mr. mcdonald' is it now? where did the honorifics come from?" he asked as he came closer.
Anal, Blowjob, Comedy, Commission, Exhibitionism, Fellatio, Fox, Gay, Gay Relationships, Hidden sex, Laundromat, Lion, M/M, M/solo, Male, Male/Male, Masturbation, Oral, Public, Recording, Rimjob, Rimming, Stealth Sex
This place was the size of a mcdonald's; surely they could have someone dust every few years?
No-Yiff, Plot Development
So don't you see
that we
are living in a plastic fucking fantasy,
all tied up in man's lies
just so we can
munch on mcdonald's fries
and then work it off
without guilt,
so on new year's eve
great resolutions we've built
to change our lives and change
Drugs, Other, Poetry, Political, Religion, recovery