Mcflurry Quotes

The universe is against us, which makes sense. So we get another McFlurry and talk about how fat we are for a while.

Feküdtünk a fűben ugyanazt a discmant hallgatva, megosztozva a fülhallgatón, és néztük a vonuló felhőket. Sétáltunk az erdőben, úgy téve, mintha Csodaországban lennénk, bár még a liget kellős közepén is hallani az autók zaját. Ettünk szikkadt sütiket abban a cukrászdában, ahova a többi gyerek is jár. Nem nagyon csípjük a többi gyereket, de azért gyakran járunk oda, a nyüzsgés miatt. Ültünk a lelátón Blizzard jégkrémet nyalogatva a Dairy Queenből, miközben a szél fel-felhajtotta szőrös térdünkről a katolikus iskola egyenszoknyáját. A kedvencünk az volt, ame10 lyikre egy csomó apróra tört brownie-darabkát, mogyorót és csokiöntetet szórtak, de olyat, valamilyen rejtélyes okból, már nem gyártanak. Szóval, a sarki McDonald’sban ülünk és McFlurryt eszünk, pedig mindenki tudja, hogy a McFlurry nem olyan jó, mint a Blizzard, még akkor sem, ha extrákat tesznek rá.

But you had a McFlurry? The best part of your day.” I wish I didn’t sound so very serious when I next open my mouth, but I do. I say: “The best part of my day was this.” I glance at her. “It was you.

didn’t throw the first punch, but he’d thrown the last one. After that, they’d gone to McDonald’s, eaten McFlurries, and laughed more than they’d laughed in years. The office had seemed bigger then. Now, it felt stiflingly small. She hadn’t encountered Bryan Stannard, the new headteacher at Lochaber High School, as he’d only taken up the role in the last few years. He was an immensely heavy-set man with wild greying hair,

Get a respectable degree (to please your parents), land the stable-but-boring job (to please your future wife), have exactly 2.5 kids (for the wife again), pay half your salary to Uncle Sam (to be a good citizen), buy a house you can barely afford in a five star school district (to keep up with the Joneses), take two stateside vacations a year (for the followers on Instagram), die by thirty-four and get buried at seventy-one from type II diabetes because the only thing you ever did for yourself was sneaking an Oreo McFlurry on your forty-five minute commute to the job you hated every day. A life spent making a living you never have time to enjoy is a divided life. A life spent pleasing others without ever asking what pleases you is a life of slavery. A life lived under the load of other’s expectations to avoid the weight of self-responsibility is an unlived life. There’s a better way.