Listen to me, fellow americans! lucky boy is freaking awesome. lets cut the ca-rap, shall we? you get the breakfast burrito. its freaking a monster. a freaking monster. i mean, literally, it came to life, and attacked me. the burrito is egg, cheese, your choice of bacon, bacon, or bacon (f the haters, its about bacon) and hash browns. HASH BROWNS. not this potato ca-rap, but hash browns. the kind mother used to make me when she stopped beating me. this burrito is huge, but i still buy an order of small chili cheese fries? why you ask? well f you, seriously. asking me stupid questions. CHILI CHEESE FRIES MAN! what do you not understand? the chili? the cheese? the man? tha man will get you, dang. and they put a whole pound of bacon in there. somewhere in oklahoma is a pig sitting there thinking "man, i want to be in that burrito" but you realize he's talking about having s e-x with the burrito. do you really want pig junk in your burrito? no thank you senator! their coke there is great too. or is it pepsi? either way, i have a burrito, chili, and cold stuff. and let me tell you, i spill on myself all the time. so if you like spilling, and you like bacon and eggs, make your way to lucky boy. you won't be disappointed. unless you go to trade joes, which is accross the street, and some hippies try and sell you some all natural ca-rap. i'm all natural honey! i don't need no added preservatives peanuts to tell me how to be! ah do what i want!
Pros: man, the chairs. i'm a fat man, and i can barely fit in there, and man, bacon.
Cons: that i dont live in the place
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