Alright you guys buckle your seatbelts because I'm about to give you all the information you need to know about this place. So I'm at work thinking "hmmm I'm American I don't wanna drive and get food for later when I'm working...let me UberEATS." So I'm scrolling through to see places that can deliver me food and this place was an option. Never heard of it in my life; and neither have my coworkers. The pictures looked good so I was like "alright let's see what's poppin". So I place an order for a double cheeseburger with bacon, some fries, and an Oreo cheesecake shake. So I'm ready man I'm here at work about to get me some bomb a** burger and a shake like a true fat American. Homegirl from UberEATS comes with my food and I'm like "gurrrrl" and she's like "gurrrrrl are you tracey?" And I was like "yeaaa gurrrrrl".
So i open my food and see that i got like 13 1/2 French fries...I got the regular fries, but they were seasoned with some weird a** kind of seasoning like they had a kick of spice to them (not to be a stereotypical white person who thinks like orange juice and sh*t is spicy). But they were pretty good. They're portioned like a mcdonalds kids meal frie, by to be honest, I didn't really mind I was more in the mood for a burger. So I open the burger and it's pretty decent sized. They're small, but the patties are a little bit thick so it has a taller size as opposed to like a wider burger that most places have. The burger meat was a little suspicious to me...and the bacon honestly tasted like cheap great value pork. It was disgusting. I had to take it off and I'm a HUGE bacon fan. But let's get to the point of this review man and how this place ruined my life. About an hour and a half later, my a** is a fartbox. My bootyhole was releasing literally enough fart powder to pollute the air of a small country. So I look at the time and I'm off work in 2 hours. I look into a mirror and pep talk myself to not be weak. I can wait till I get home to go potty...ten minutes later my guts twisting and making me feel sick. I need to sh*t. So I call up the front and tell the people I work with that I need to be relieved to go potty. So about 10 minutes later I get relieved and bisssshhhh lemme tell u call me sonic the hedgehog running to that bathroom fam. So I get to the bathroom and my booty become shy and doesn't wanna go. Mannn I might as well just end my life there. I just got sick belly cramps from this place man and they not even gonna let me release and be free...my belly still hurting and I haven't left work yet, I'm off in 20 more mins...pray for my poor booty and poor stomach man and I'll pray for yours if you decide to eat here.
Ps,
They fu**ed up on my shake and just gave me Oreo instead of Oreo cheesecake smh