Thank you, Sweden.
They gave us the fish, the Bikini Team, the Chef, and (of course) IKEA.
And now the McDonald's restaurants in Sweden are doubling as a Beeskeeping Force.
All I can say is Två alla nötköttspattor, specialsås, sallad, ost, pickles, lök, på en sesamfröbulle.
On behalf of Eric and all the others, Tack!
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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