Island life means that sometimes you have to be flexible when you go to McDonalds. I get cravings for McDonalds so badly I really struggle to say no. Like tonight, I knew I had dinner plans after our school concert, but I still chose to come here before the concert and ruin a perfectly good appetite for real, homemade dinner. And when I got to the ordering machine and saw this sign I almost panicked, fearing they wouldn't have what I needed. I actually fist pumped when I saw that a double cheeseburger with pickles, fries, and sweet tea were not on the list of unavailable foods. I have a problem. I admit it. 
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