Hey Marines, do you want to lose all faith in humanity while simutaneously unnecessarily starving yourself?
Then you need to expose yourself to the horror that is the drive through at Burger King on 16th Street.
Half an hour. Half an hour for some measly burgers and fries and onion rings.
Oh wait, no, they forgot the onion rings and then refused to give them to me despite the fact it was on the receipt.
This was a terrible experience. Highly recommended if you’re on a date and you never want that person to speak to you again.