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Jimmy: (manning the cash register) A Double McSpanky with fries and a Flurp. That'll be 6.53. (takes the customer's money and gives him change) And 3.47's your change!
Skeet: (sighs) Dude, you're supposed to push the buttons with pictures of food on 'em.
Jimmy: Don't need to, Skeet: I memorized the prices, and did the tax and change in my head!
Skeet: Oh, okay, Mister Magic Man - I also did not hear you say "Big McThankies from McSpanky's" to the customer!
Jimmy: Well, frankly, it struck me as... clichéd. What do you think about this? "Don't let our food be denied you - put our polyunsaturated fats and triglycerides inside you!"
Skeet: I'll tell you what I think...
(Jimmy is now on mop duty)

Jimmy: (rudley imitating Skeet) "No human brain can add three things, dude. Like, the machine knows the tax, dude!"
Skeet: (manning the cash register) Picture of money, picture of money... ha! Gotcha! (presses the money button) Big McThankies from McSpanky's! Heh, heh. (to Jimmy, pointing to an open packet of salt on the ground) Hey, dude! You missed a spot.
Jimmy: I got it. (Skeet picks up the packet) Just a little sodium chloride.
Skeet: Actually, dude, it's salt.
Jimmy: That's what I said! Sodium chloride.
Skeet: Ah, dude... that would be salt. If you don't know what salt is, maybe mop duty's too complicated for ya! What size are you - small?
Jimmy: Yeah, why?
(Jimmy is now standing outside the restaurant wearing a burger suit)

Jimmy: "If you want cheap food with taste, put McSpanky's in your face!"
Carl: I knew a fast-food restaurant that lets you have it your way was just a crazy dream.
Jimmy: Hey, wait a minute...Carl, that's it!
Sheen: You mean this is all a crazy dream? All right! Bring on the dancing tubas!
(Jimmy is improving the drive-through window at McSpanky's and Goddard starts to growl at it)

Jimmy: Easy, Goddard, it's just a giant, mechanical Scotman's head. But by tomorrow, it's gonna be smarter than Skeet! (knocks on it) Come to think of it, it's smarter than Skeet now!
Sheen: I don't know. Hey Carl, give me a taxi driver with a Polish accent.
Carl: You want a hamburger with peanut butter on it?
Sheen: No, but if Jimmy's leaving, we'll need a ride home.
Sheen: (while at the drive-through window) Welcome to McSpanky's, home of the Belly Buster! May I take your order?
Mother: Yes, we'll have one chicken bits and a Purple Flurp, one plain McSpanky burger, and I'll have a cheeseburger, no pickles, fries, and a vanilla shake.
Sheen: (to Carl) Gimme a cow in a earthquake, a dancin' albino with a heart condition, and a baby in a rickshaw!
Carl: (while flipping burgers) Comin' at ya!
Customer: Yeah, I'd like a deluxe McSpanky on half a bun with a side of chili fries!
Sheen: (to Carl) Gimme a clown with a harelip sitting in a steamroom!
Carl: Doin' the tango or walkin' the goose?!
Sheen: (to Carl) Hold on! (To the drive-through window) You want a dollar salad?
Customer: Yep.
Sheen: (to Carl) He's packin' light!
Carl: (hums while flipping burgers) Yeah!
Carl: Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Neutron.
Judy: My goodness! You boys have turned this place into quite the hot spot.
Carl: Yup-- hope you enjoy it. Um... hold up, Mr. Neutron.
Hugh: What... I'm with her.
Carl: Whoa, whoa, whoa-- back it up, chief. Hmm... yeah... nope, sorry, not feeling it.
Hugh: What do you mean?
Carl: Look don't make me spell it out, Mr. N., but your outfit just isn't saying McSpanky's to me.
Hugh: Oh, really? Well, maybe because it's too busy saying, "Step aside, Mr... Sassymouth before I tell your parents!"
Carl: Go ahead-- I turned them away two hours ago.
Hugh: That's just terrible. How could you... Hey, look, a famous movie star!
Carl: Where? Where?
Hugh: (snickers) Sucker.
(Hugh along with other people start sneaking into McSpanky's)
Carl: What, I don't see anybody... Oh, I see him! Hi! No, that's not him.
Libby: One for the utility closet please!
Cindy: Make it two!

This is a satirical website. Don't take it Seriously. It's a joke.