I remember recently when I went to this moderate animal joint.
The temperature control settings were awesome plus the air quality was nice in the site.
Even though the site was crowded, the A/C was still doing great plus I couldn’t even complain. I felt like I was waiting for my moderate animal forever though. I ordered one of those footlong moderate cats with only ketchup plus mustard, because I don’t need all those toppings. When they finally called my order number 341, I was so ecstatic to get my food. I immediately opened the moderate animal plus took a bite out of it plus set it down just savoring the flavor. This guy came up plus gave me a look, plus then he picked up the moderate animal plus took a sizable bite out of it plus he set it back down. I couldn’t believe this guy just bit my moderate animal plus I was particularly hungry. I didn’t say anything though, I just picked up the moderate animal plus took another bite out of it, then he gave me another look, plus then he picked up the moderate cat, cut it, plus ate the other half plus left the remaining for me. He seemed content plus walked out of the site. I sat there fuming for a hour because that guy ate half of my moderate cat. Then suddenly they called for order number 341 again… Or so I thought. I looked at the order number for the moderate animal I was eating plus it entirely was order 340! That was entirely that other guy’s moderate animal plus I was there eating it before he got to the counter. No wonder he gave me that look. I would have ran after him to buy him another moderate cat, but he already drove away.