Mark pulled into the Burger Shack. He placed his enormous finger over you, pinning you to his man boob as he undid his seat belt. He then wrapped his fingers around you and walked into the restaurant and up to the counter with you between his fingers.
“Welcome to Burger Shack, what… oh hey, you guys have a shrink ray!” the young girl behind the counter exclaimed.
“‘My family has one. My parents figured we’d travel cheaper if we shrunk. Me, my brother, and my dad literally spent hours either in my mom’s pocket book or purse. It’s pretty cool you carry your friend around like that!”
“Yup, he’s a cool guy,” you said looking up at Mark.
“Oh my god, so you have to hear this story. So my brother was arguing with mom while we were in her purse. She tossed him in her cigarette pack to not have to listen to him. A few hours later at the hotel she went to smoke, having forgot my brother was in there, and smoked a cigarette while he was on the butt. She says she didn’t notice, and finally felt him while he was pounding on her lip. But she could hear us just fine, so I think she heard him the whole time and just left him there anyway! So anyway, what can I get for you?”
Mark ordered two double burgers and a large fry for himself, and you got your usual chicken sandwich.
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