/ck/ - Food & Cooking

OP here. Let me tell you of my daily routine. I wake up to the star spangled banner, pull back my American flag bed spread and get up. I change out of my liberty pajamas, and brush my teeth with American crest. As I pass my altar to America I place my right hand over my heart and say in a loud voice "I am proud to be an American". but my words ring hollow in my head because I'm not an American I'm a eurotard. I know that I will never have the freedom to do something like dip my fries in a shake because the french mafia prohibits different thought. I look in the mirror and see my reflection. I think of the sweet release of death but the nanny state I live in won't allow me to own anything sharp or even remotely deadly. some day I will be like the Americans... some day!