...blocks, I thought a trip to Burger King sounded good. They always seem to clear a path to the counter when I come in, not sure why, and I tell them what I want on my Whopper. The young lad at the register always seems to be sweating when responding "Have it your way, Mr. Norris". They've been saying that to me for years, which they told me was the basis for a string of commercials back in the 80's. "Have it your way?", that's the way it should be. I get my Whopper the right way, and everybody has a good day. Still not sure why everybody behond the counter disappears after they hand me my tray. I always seem to eat alone. Maybe it was because of that time I had a bit of a cold, sneezed and blew the walls down, I can't be sure.
Still not sure I want to run for president in the Chuck Norris party. That all seems to be self serving, some way...
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