“Just wrap it all..”
“Whaddya mean you don’t do supersize here?”
” *psst* ….you. yeah you at the counter. did you look at my job application ye *COUGH*…UH, YES, I’LL HAVE A VEGGIE DELIGHT ON WHEAT PLEASE”
You sir, just put the AWE in AWESOME.
“So, Britney called me ‘trailer trash’? Did she mean it in a good way?”
…and, uh….some mayonnaise. More. A little more. More. More. That’s good… wait, more.
He definitely wants the combo too.
“What do you mean, I can’t be here on my day off. Go get Kenny… me and him gonna settle this right now.”
Nice Walmart Attire,,
it worked for jared
“Bring the wheeled steel cart for Mr. Federline order!!!, wait! make it two!!!”
For the last time, I am not Dennis Franz!
The only shock is seeing him on the customer side of the counter.
Oh, Mr. Leg, you’ve done it again.
Not much of a shock, really. You still need some basic reading skills to serve sandwiches.
“but sir…we don’t even HAVE a fryer even if we wanted to “Brittneyfy” your sandwich”
“Yeah, I’ll have a footlong meatball. Extra cheese, mayo and meatballs.”
“Any other toppings, sir?”
“Yeah..three footlong meatball subs.”
NOT the next Jared Fogle.
Guess Celebrity Fit Club didn’t take…
‘The biggest loser’ can mean so many things.
This is the last time I’m telling you! The “Federline” is Baloney, ham and cottage cheese on white bread. Crimony!
“sweatpants in public”
“kfed in line to pay for something himself”
one of these things is not like the others. one of these things doesn’t belong.
I’ll have the OM Nom nom
When all other weight-loss options have failed, turn to Jared.
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