All great nights end at McDonald's…..

I have a friend…(for purposes of anonymity we will call him Danger Dan)…

After a big night out on the town, Danger Dan rolled up to the McDonald's, hanging out of the passenger side window of a silver Hyundai Getz, curly ‘fro waving around in the breeze. 

It had been a great night…the only thing that could complete it was a Big Mac McMeal.

Danger Dan’s friend pulled the car into the Drive-Thru where they sat in line for the next 10 minutes…

The McDonald's was incredibly busy and they inched toward the front of the queue. Finally they were able to order.

While caught between the windows where you pay for your meal and collect it, a man approached the car. Danger Dan knew exactly what this man was all about. He was used to this kind of thing. He experienced it often in Cape Town…..another homeless ‘bergie' looking for a handout.

Danger Dan was not even going to ALLOW this man the opportunity to ask him for cash. Before the man could open his mouth to speak, Danger Dan yelled:  

“NO…NO NO no….no no no no no!” 

This was followed by a few minutes of slurred preaching to this ‘bergie’ about getting a job and the joys of making an honest living so that he would not have to beg for money.

The man just stood and gaped…mouth opening and closing like a guppy fish. Danger Dan continued with his tirade. …

After a few more minutes of lecturing, Danger Dan paused long enough for the man to speak: He said: “Dude, I’m just coming to collect my meal! I’m parked over there”…..He gestured toward his car.

This was his car:

In the words of Marshall from How I Met Your Mother: 

“LAWYERED”