>"Mind holding my spot in line, big guy?"

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you're a big fry

I will hold this spot..... for you.

>>83421352
Mind his spot as he took note of my large stature

>>83421352
Nobody cared who I was until it was my turn to order.

You people are fucking morons, he's the first one in line and he's not even looking at the counter.

>>83421352
There's only two of us here plus I don't have a lot of loyalty of a guy in front of me.

>>83421352
>mcdonalds
>self-serve bottled drink fridge
where

>>83421352
ok, for you

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>>83421352
The meal plan i just listed with the confession stand lists toffee, m&m, dr pepper, but only mike and ike

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>>83422415
>confession stand

>>83423456
well he is interrogating them after all
>WHO PAID YOU DO GRAB USHER ROBERT

>>83422415
I guess thiss brother is from Uzbekistan

>>83421352
You're literally at the front of the line and I'm the only one behind you.
What the heck?

>>83423456
>his local church doesn't have a confession stand
where else am I supposed to buy an ICEE and a butterfinger before communion?

nobody cared who i was until i was a big guy for you

>>83421352
Literally no line.
But alright, I'll bite
Would you die, if I grab your fries?

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>>83423799
>i'll have a big fry

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>>83424032
4U

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"s-s-sure CIA. haha for you right?"
>get to front of the line and realize Robert is missing
"where is Robert?"
>now everyone is missing and the entire kinoplex is empty
>suddenly I am encircled by Roberts in a pitch black room
"what the fuck is going on?"
>all the Roberts silently stare at me with the same sullen expression
>I cannot escape their gaze
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? WHAT IS THIS PLACE!?
>one Robert steps forward with his hand outstretched, revealing a crumpled ticket stub
>as it slips from his palm to the ground, it all comes back to me
"No...NO...NOOOOOO. I-I-I DIDN'T KNOW"
>the Roberts retreat back into the darkness
>I'm sprinting now, looking for an exit, but they are long gone. I am trapped in this void.
>I feel warm liquid hit my toes as I slowly become engulfed in butter
"PLEASE CIA, GOD, BANE, ANYONE PLEAS-"
>my pleas are cut off as my head is submerged
>as I simultaneously drown and have a stroke from the buttery goodness the ticket stub floats past me
>"CARS: AUDITORIUM 3 5:30 PM 05/13/06"
>has it really been 11 years?
>my eyes close


>>"Anon, you ok?"
"yeah....I...I drifted off for a moment there"
>>"Mind holding my spot in line, big guy?"
"s-s-sure"