A/N: Before آپ ask, no, this isn't my story. I just heard is somewhere. A LONG time ago. Please don't sue me if this is yours! *Sobs* I'M TOO YOUNG TOO DIE!!!

Once upon a time there was a man. I don't know his name. Lets call him George. So...George isn't fat, he's just...a little over-weight. Just a little. And he doesn't like it. Not one bit. So he tries dieting. It doesn't work. He can't help it, he just can't go for over three days without going to MacDonalds. He does this for a couple months, starting diets and ditching them when he gets too hungry. Finally, he gets so fed up with this that he decides to, once and for all, eat his last meal at MacDonalds. For EVER. So, the اگلے time he gets hungry, (which is almost ten منٹ after he had his lunch) he gets his keys, puts on a coat, goes outside, and buys himself a salad. One of those small ones that آپ get at the superstore in little plastic packages. So, he goes home, sits down, and opens the salad. Well, tries to. It won't open. He tugs a little harder, but it still won't budge. He pulls all his strength together, takes a deep breath, and pulls as hard as he can, but it still stays firmly shut. Finally, after about an گھنٹہ of pulling, tugging, biting, getting the hammer out, and climbing on سب, سب سے اوپر of the desk, he gets SO fed up and hungry that he leaves the ترکاریاں, سلاد lying in the middle of the room, wrinkled and smushed, but still closed, and goes to MacDonalds for supper. After a full meal of hamburgers and fries, he goes ہوم only to look at the ترکاریاں, سلاد and find that it was JUST
TAPED
SHUT.

A/N: I'm hungry after writing all that. I'm gonna go see what there is to eat. Oh, and a quick disclaimer, I don't own MacDonalds.