Local ban at McDonalds

It was a day like almost everyone else: at 12:30 clock in the morning I was fighting my by "learning" hungover student body out of bed, pulled the usual, spent garments on me and made me intuitively with eyes half-open on the way to the nearest McDonalds branch. On that Thursday morning the sidewalk dog excrement was almost vollgekackt - anyway, I believed that in my trance when I went to the apartment block. But soon I realized that the stench emanating from myself and all the dogs around in a wide arc from me away. Funny, I just thought I had deduscht only 3 days ago, even with soap!
Suddenly I noticed a round Something in my jacket pocket, felt like a small box. Carefully, I reached in and took to my surprise the Pupsspray piece that was still virtually unused. Fast times einparfümiert under the armpits, I felt right at something fresh and walked the last 100 meters to land my McDonalds branch of confidence. The parking lot was full, even from the outside you could a long queue in front of the ticket office to see what my hunger certainly not saturated. So I decided myself, encouraged by the intense fragrance of its Pupssprays, classified directly at McDrive and waiting to finally be able to order. It was mid-summer, so I was a little surprised when the 5 cars slowly closed their window in front of me and I threw all car occupants a disgusted to troubled to death look - it seemed as if suddenly escaped any joy from them and their lifeless bodies waited in vain for redemption of their torment. Well, I thought, a slight refresh of the spray can not hurt, and was pumping me again a few juicy loads to the garment. The small pleasures of life, I thought with a slight grin. Suddenly the wheels of the cars ran in front of me from the inside, I heard loud engine noise, squealing tires and after a few seconds the queue was empty. Slightly confused but friendly I went to the counter, ordered my garden salad without tomatoes, signed the written declaration never to approach me again closer than 500 meters of this branch and went on a full stomach and a satisfied mind back home. Hygiene pays halt from, I thought to myself, biting with relish in my crisp salad.