Carl's Junior Chicken Strips Enjoyed on My Bed

Yesterday evening I made it into a Carl's Junior for a fun filled time, well not actually. I went in there to order out because I wanted to go home and watch television on my bed while eating my beloved fast food. It smelled good when I entered, like a fresh hamburger and french fries. It made me at first want to order one of those 6 dollar burgers, the pictures are so big and the presentation is amazing, but not last night. I wanted chicken strips. I really wanted to go to Kentucky Fried Chickenn but decided it was too far of a drive so it was Carl's Junior. The line was short and it was an easy order. I said "I want the chicken strip combo" and the guy asked in return if would be the 3 piece or the 5 piece. I got the 5 piece and then went ahead and asked for an upsize, or the large portion because I just love their french fries. He then asked me if I wanted anything else and I said "one cookie please". I then was handed a big plastic cup and headed over to the fountain and filled up the cup with ice and diet coke. Why diet, who knows. I guess there is some weird thing in my head thinking I could save some calories, but that is stupid because it really makes no difference. When the back of food came up I asked for some ranch dressing because it is so fun and tasty to dip the chicken strips into the ranch. I drove home in super speed mode, punched the gas through a yellow light. Made it to the kitchen, ripped open the bag, put the contents on a big plate, opened up the ranch, put some ketchup on the plate and then made it to my room and turned on the television. What a party. I watched some movie with the guy that used to be on Beverly Hills 90210, think his name was Brian on the show. He was a stalker after some pretty blond girl that played volleyball at a los angeles county beach. It was a fun time to say the least. I love you Carl's Junior and you are my friend.