Yesterday I did something that I had not done in quite a while: I ate at McDonald's. I now regret this. After seeing the famous Supersize Me documentary, I quietly affirmed to my dietary conscience that I would never step into the light of the golden arches. However, the lengthy time spent away from McDonald's made me curious, and I felt compelled to try it again. You know, for old time sake. My foray into the infamous and noxious menu, you ask? A double fish sandwich, medium fries and a medium chocolate shake. I will admit, it tasted pretty damn good. Really good, actually. Yet, my momentary culinary elixir soon faded as I developed a headache, one that has lasted, albeit inconsistently, for two days now.Can a spontaneous Mickey Dee's splurge after significant time away do this? I now remember why I vowed to stay away from that hideous place, where good and decent Americans go to guiltily increase their waist size and risk for coronary conditions.
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