Fryendly!

Hannibal Lecter’s favorite T-shirt

Do not confuse the Hamberger friend with the Donet friend. The latter feels happiness when it eats a she.

So does he

“and i feel constipation when i excrete a him”

Each time, I feel happy, I make a new friend. Would you like to be my friend?

I know its here somewhere

Have Him Your Way.

“Would you like fries with that?”
“No, I’ll take a large order of fava beans…. and a bottle of Chianti.”

MAYOR MCCHEESE RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mr. Hamburger : Your wish is not my command!

Himburger!!!

Him: Home of the Whopper.

Special Sauce: we don’t make it until you order it.

Hamburger FIEND!

♫ I got friends in low places… ♫

If I eat your Hamberger friend, then you’ve got a friend in me!

@ Michael: Good one!

Is that a Happy Meal in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?

Hamberger Friend will agree that French Fries are a hamburger

I thought that was exclusively the Wiener’s privilege.

that’s what she said

It comes from the city named Hamberg!

“That’s what she said!?”

Where do I buy that effing shirt!?!?

but I feel pain when you bite a me ….

Yes, I’ve known quite a few ladies who’d agree with this.

Ahhh.. My fat gay friend…

now get in me belly

But when I eat a HER, I am unhappy

Not as happy as he does.

Sounds like a one-sided friendship.

The feelings aren’t mutual

I’d like a quarer pounder with cheers.

…with fava beans and a nice chianti. *slurpslurpslurp*