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The quest for knowledge by human beings over the centuries has led to the most fascinating and awe inspiring discoveries that few could have ever dreamt off. We have probed the depths of the world's deepest oceans, scaled the highest mountains and conquered both the North and South Poles. We have, successfully journeyed into space and continue to explore its vast reaches searching for life and Michael Jackson's kin. The great minds have discovered countless inventions and ideas about….stuff, but one thing has eluded them all. The ultimate quest by man still continues. What is the meaning of life? Well, I can tell you now that the meaning of life doesn't frigging exist! It's a fucking hoax, Ok!
So how do I know this, you ask? Well, recently while scanning the Internet searching for porn….I mean news and current affairs issues. I happened to stumbled across a very interesting article about a small town in the United States where two - not one, but two - MacDonald's outlets were built on two corners of the same intersection. If the civilized world - I use the term loosely when referring to the United States - is stacking multiple MacDonald's on street corners then I'd reckon that's a good enough reason for suggesting that there isn't a meaning to life at all. It's simply chaos and a whole bunch of fast food stores. I'm no town planner or anything but it did occur to me that having two Micky D's on opposite corners of an intersection is not going to get you a city development award that's for sure. In Australia we do stack a variety of fast foods chains together, like having the Golden Arches and Kentucky Fried Chicken next to each other. This type of construction gives the public choices when deciding want type of cardboard box to eat for dinner and a common car park to hurl chunks later.
One question remains about this situation. Who, exactly, are MacDonald's catering for? In my opinion the choices are limited. My first guess is fat fucking people! Clearly this particular town is inundated with fat bastards that simply cannot eat enough fast food. They must go in to one Micky D's, scoff down 23 hamburgers, walk out start to cross the road and realize that they are hungry again. Wow! Look there's another Micky D's I better get some food I'm starving. The second group of people are, of course, those with Dementia and Alzheimer's disease. Obviously, this group goes into one establishment, enjoys a meal, however, upon exiting they suddenly find themselves staring at another MacDonald's across the road and a thought springs to mind. Gee, I haven't had Micky D's in ages I better get myself a hamburger! I wonder what the MacDonald's proprietor was thinking as he stood on the vacant block looking across towards the other MacDonald's outlet?
