Yesterday I spent the middle of the day driving around taking a sick toddler (the younger one) to the doctor. I ended up with the choice between fast food lunch and no lunch at all.

The clerk at Wendy's asked me if I wanted to "biggie-size" my order. I had to ask her to repeat the question, because the first time she asked my head parsed her words as asking me if I wanted the food to make me look like a notoriously fat, dead, rap star.

They might want to think about their slogan for extra fries.

Oh, the little guy is doing fine.