attn: don's

{because don's is what we call mcdonald's in my household.}

i've got a bone to pick with you.

yessiree i do.

the other day was the first time in over a decade 

i ordered a "happy meal"

and let me tell you,

i was not pleased.

at the drive-in they asked the gender of the recipient of said "happy meal."

i found it odd, but answered honestly

because "i am not a crook [liar]."

i love kid's meals for the following reasons:

the toy.the price.the toy.the size.the toy.

when i opened my "box of sunshine"

i realized why they asked my gender.

they wanted to give me a sucky present.

may i introduce you to 

"papa elephant"

after taking a good three-second look at my box

i made an important decision.

next time,

i'm totally saying i'm a boy.

power 'em > cuddle 'em