After hours of working in the fine arts studio today my friend mike suggested getting a bite to eat. We both had the unnatural urge to go to McDonald's to get a hamburger. When realizing that it was because we were listening to a McDonald's radio commercial, we both felt mentally violated like lab rats reacting to a formula. We opted for Burger King instead. Eating our hamburgers from the 2nd story window we watched the Burger King manager chase a vagrant from the store with a sawed-off mop stick. I said, "Burger King tastes worse than McDonald's." Mike agreed.