I hate when banks and fast food joints make you go through the little line-maze like this even when there's nobody else there. I mean, come on, just let me get my food so I can get out of here and continue streaking this baseball game, you know?

"I'm just broadcasting the fact that even if I do suffer a case of erectile dysfunction from time to time, I have ample supplies with which to remedy such a situation. Please do not let the thought of erectile dysfunction diminish the likelihood of you sexing me."

The people closest to the camera appear to be leaving; they've clearly lost their appetite.

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