Stewing in their own juices.
I hate falling victim to good advertising and shady marketing schemes. The sad thing is that I usually know better. I am a cynic at heart and carry around low expectations like an Eeyore looking for his tail and because of that I’m never surprised when I pull my McChicken out of the bag and it looks like it’s been held tightly in the armpit of an East German woman or that the new X-Ray glasses that I ordered from the back of a comic book won’t actually allow me to see through walls. 2,135 more words