Do I have reasons to live? Committing suicide?

Since November 1st, 1993 I have lived a lie that I can no longer go on with. I have started each of the last 6478 days by convincing myself that McDonald's would bring back the Double ZestaBurger--if only for a limited time and at only select locations. It was the only way I could get myself out of bed and through the day.



I can no longer lie to myself about my future. I now accept that it is bleak. I do not control my destiny, nor my happiness. Like all of you, I am just a pawn in McDonald's global marketing plan. The same company that has returned the McRib 643 limited times in the last 17 years has never given my well-being a second thought.



Well, congratulations, you win. You have killed my will, spirit and soul; now my body will follow.



Luckily, I will be going to a better place. A place where my happiness won't be controlled by a multi-national conglomeration of fry cooks in cheap suits. While my body will be buried in the same ground where Ray Kroc's is surely spinning; my soul will be with his in heaven. Not here in purgatory controlled by the whims of MBA's from Hamburger U.



Together Ray and I will forever feast on that delicious ambrosia, the Double Zesta Burger.Do I have reasons to live? Committing suicide?
You sir are a troll.Do I have reasons to live? Committing suicide?
Double ZestaBurger? I live in Uk and there serving them now...



You McNoobDo I have reasons to live? Committing suicide?
You could always go to Burger King
i hope you didnt take too long to come up with that -_-