Daddy was cooking on the BBQ today, and I was really hungry. My norm is to have a hot dog...but when Daddy asked me if I wanted a hot dog or a hamburger I said Cheeseburger please! Once the whole thing was put together... bun, brown thing, cheese, bun I didn't really like the looks of it at all. So I was SURE there was something I didn't want on that cheeseburger...it was the brown thing! Daddy said it was the hamburger... but he loves me so he took it off. That was great and now I'm totally excited to have my cheeseburger, and my standard hot dog!
Daddy calls this a McHindu. I don't really care, I loved it!
1 comment:
Too funny!!! Next time you will have to ask him if he wants a Cheese roll sandwich. LOL
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