I wasn’t sure who I was or what my purpose in life is. But ever since my parents dropped me in a garbage bin I’ve had a very deep and sincere fetish for the burger king foot lettuce. My mind body and soul found it’s true meaning as every day with each footstep I make I get closer to the smelling sensation of old boomer sweaty socks stomping on my moist lettuce. It’s only a matter of fact I find the CEO of Burger King and lick his toes covered with extra mayo and a side of fries. Also I don’t know if they sell water but I’m gonna need it cause my mouth might get dry and sore after the continuous hours of deepthroating his foot. But anyway, I’ve been emailing the CEO of Burger King trying to convince him to book a date for the toe suckling and his responses were very genuine and nice. He says to come by at his store if I want to get assaulted and sometimes he says silly things like who the fuck are u and where did u take my son Gerald. But it’s okay, his sense of humour is getting better every day :)) He also said something confusing like calling in his friend Police? Idk who that is but I sure wouldn’t mind a threesome 😋 Good news is I managed to get a date sorted and he said he’s not afraid to bring his firearm? Oh my god the CEO of Burger King is so kind and adorable! I didn’t know there was gonna be a Nerf gun 🔫 party! I’m gonna bring my Nerf N-Strike Hyper Fire Blaster 🔥🔥🔥that way I can show off my skills and get more of my mouth-watering foot lettuce! Just as long as I get my sweet toenail dipped in extra mayo with a side of fries I’m the happiest person alive!