I remember the old days when this was a Fuddruckers. The scent of burgers on the grill has been replaced by that of fried chicken. It’s the apocalypse and I’m the only one here at opening time on a Thursday.
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I remember the old days when this was a Fuddruckers. The scent of burgers on the grill has been replaced by that of fried chicken. It’s the apocalypse and I’m the only one here at opening time on a Thursday.