What do they call the Big Mac in Moscow?
I don’t know. I didn’t go to McDonalds.
What do they call the Big Mac in Moscow?
I don’t know. I didn’t go to McDonalds.
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My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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Big Macski, comrade? NYET!
JoJo Brandon is the Groundhog Day of disaster just as Barry, ValJarr, Lil’ Georgie Sorrows, Billy Gatekeeper, Schwab-SPECTRE, and the CCP ordered.
The CPUSA will install the dictatorship of the proletariat after the impossible living conditions of the Cuba/North Venezuela/Weimar/Zimbabwe hybrid egalitarian mob rule workers utopia.
Destroying the police is in order to form the United States Police Force.
When I found the McDonalds in Saint Petes, I ordered a “Big Mac,” and she was perfectly cognizant of what that was.
I looked up “internet,” in Russian. The word for this, in Russian, is “internet”. However, you say “een ter net”. It’s “no problem,” which is the well-used phrase meaning please don’t fuck with me, I am not rocking your tyrannical boat. Left-over from Soviet days, no doubt.
Nema problema
McDonald’s To Exit from Russia
https://corporate.mcdonalds.com/corpmcd/en-us/our-stories/article/ourstories.mcd-exit-russia.html
At least the Russians won’t be supporting pedophilia and bumfuckery when they order fast food:
https://corporate.mcdonalds.com/corpmcd/en-us/our-stories/article/DiversityEquityAndInclusion.mcd-supports-lgbtq.html
Jeez, I scrolled down that long wall of text.
Looked someone dumped out the contents of a dictionary, scooped up a few handfuls and threw them at the sticky wall. All it revealed was foul, hot air. Must have been written by recent college grads…
Looks like they’ve knocked off the logo of the Japanese MOS Burger chain. Like most things Japanese, it’s very good and if you happen to pass one by, it’s advisable to go inside and inhale the merchandise.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MOS_Burger
Yup, the beef and potato’s for the fries are from Russias newest territory, Ukraine. O wait Russia is taking an asss whooping.
“Why do we have to be nice? We have the burgers.” — trainee question when McDonald’s first opened in Moscow