McGriddle fan fiction
The bacon McGriddle woke up and glanced at his alarm clock.
“Damn!”, McGriddle shouted, “It’s already 11am!” McGriddle leapt out of his warm and cozy wrapper with a start. He overslept…again. He would never make it to the store on time. His boss, the surly McMuffin, was surely going to give it to him today. He had already gotten one warning this month. What would happen to McMuffin if he lost this job? There just weren’t a lot of openings for breakfast sandwiches in the current job market, especially not for sandwiches like McGriddle. Unlike most breakfast sandwiches, McGriddle combined not only the expected savory flavors of meat, eggs, and cheese, but also had the surprising and yet often delightful taste of a syrupy griddlecake.
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