Hey everyone! I know it's Saturday but here's a post!
If you've been following me on my Facebook page, you would notice that this comic has already been up for awhile but then I think it would get jealous if it never got on to be as a blog post. I think comic strips have feelings too and this only solidifies the fact that I am a complete weirdo.
So a couple of weeks back till the recent days, in Malaysia there was the most retarded phenomenon ever where people (mostly grown ass adults) lined up for hours at a popular fast food franchise to get their hands on cheap little yellow plastic toys that comes with every meal set that is supposedly to be for happy kids.
Yes, I was talking about the Minion craze.
Here is how I perceive those who went all out just to get their hands on them.
|I'm just being really optimistic about the three months period.|
And here is how I perceive those poor people who just wanted to eat some fast food. Like the bros.
Let's begin the bros story with this:
Once upon a time, two bros went out one night to get ice cream...
|Shortest fairy tale ever.|
At least until the next fast food toy craze.
Have a great weekend!