A chap I knew would visit McDs on Friday ,using the drive through to purchase chips and chicken shapes (?) for his four kids.He realised that each of the chicken portions was consistently one short of the advertised number.After smouldering for a while he stopped in the car park ,went into the resturant and had it out with the manager.After being given his missing chicken pieces he made his way back to the car only to have the bottom fall out of the bag and scatter the contents across the tarmac. The wheels on his car mashed them to pulp on the way out.
Beware of angering members of the spirit world, the patron saint of McDs has eyes everywhere.