MARCH 10, 2011
I'm at McDonald's. I remeber how you would always get the fish sandwich when we were here, but only because I liked it.
I don't like it anymore.
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5:42 PM
MARCH 10, 2011
I'm at McDonald's. I remeber how you would always get the fish sandwich when we were here, but only because I liked it.
I don't like it anymore.
