[mos6507]

Do you think, with the site redesign and all, that we can finally rid ourselves of Burger King from the left sidebar Peak Oil is You rotation?





I'm sure this is just a really bad photograph, so no offense to Mr. Markos, but seriously, I can't be the only one that has the uncanny valley heebeejeebeez over this.

[Plantagenet]

[mos6507]

Oh, while we're at it, can you please ban Planty?

[dinopello]

Good thread !

[Bas]

[mos6507]

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[eXpat]

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[efarmer]

The King of Flame Broiled Burgers visits and we closed the Hall of Flames.

The Nigerian could have graced him with a groovy bag of swag.

[jonyrio]

I went to burger king the other day and saw the funniest ad ever, it was a picture of a whopper trying to fit into a big mac box, with a caption that said, "silly whopper, thats a big mac box". has any one seen it? can you give me the link to the picture please?

[rangerone314]

I'm going to dress up Halloween this year as the Burger King... probably scare Freddy Kreuger with that even.

[James23]

Hi,I really like the different perceptions regarding Burger King.Some gives unique definition on it but What really Burger King is?

[Vogelzang]

We need more fast food restaurants. They provide our righteous species with more food and give investors more investment opportunities.

[efarmer]

Where else could we super size our species for a dollar?

Another hot stock pick from our little pickle slice on the flamed carcass and toasted buns of humanity.

Remember that a fast food investment should be diversified with a little stock in a company
that makes polyester stretch pants for a national discount chain store or a pimple cream play.

[Japcy07]

It might be hard for you to maximize the cost of the dollar but what matters most is you have your money and you earn than anyone who are suffering from poverty!Well thank you for sharing your thoughts here.!

Regards!

[pup55]

I remember johnmarkos, I wonder when the last time he posted was..... I bet he looks a lot different today. Maybe he will send us a new photo so we can see what he looks like now.

Same with Peakoil Jane. She was rockin' back in 2005, but I bet now, with five more years of maturity, she is stunning. Either that or she has reached childbearing age, gained 75 lbs and is living in a trailer someplace.

On the more important issue of Burger King, if I am not mistaken, at least in our area, right in the middle of the country, circa 1972, we would occasionally drive the 10 miles (in our Chevelles and Mustangs and Chargers which got 4 mpg of regular leaded gas that cost 29 cents a gallon) to the only BK in the area for lunch, because we preferred it to the Mickey D's. If I am also not mistaken, the Whopper pre-dated the Big Mac, and was once even bigger than it is now, as frightening as it seems.

We did not worry too much about gaining weight in those days, though, we actually needed the calories, because we had manual type jobs, those same jobs that "americans don't want to do", and had to work, so we were in shape. We could eat what we wanted, and as much of it as we could afford, which was not much. In those days a fast food meal would cost about 1 hours' pay, so we did not do it very often.

Sorry for this digression back to ancient history. Please continue the thread.

[pup55]

Well, since you did not want to continue the thread, I will continue. Pops will appreciate this, because he was an old cruiser too, I believe....

There were actually 3 fast food joints on our circuit. The McDonalds, which was right next door to the high school, the Broncos, which was on the other end of town and a good place to turn around, and the Red Barn. Of the three, the McDonalds was the only one that had no indoor seating, and things being what they were, namely cold most of the time, you would stand in line at the window and shiver while you were waiting for your food. There was also no such thing as a drive thru. A few of the McDonalds still stand that have the giant golden arches over the whole building, well this was one of those.

Two hamburgers and a small drink would cost you 88 cents. You'd get the stuff in a bag, and then go back to your car and eat your food. When you were done with your food, you'd throw your bag into the 55-gallon trash barrel, but it would get full by the end of the evening so you'd just throw it into the pile.

If you got there early, you could park in such a way as to face the windows, and you could see the little cashiers while they worked. In that era, the cashiers wore short white skirt-type uniforms, and depending on who it was we could check them out as they were waiting on the customers. Most of them were cuties, in those days before political correctness, one particular one was probably responsible for a measurable increase in sales, because she did look good in one of those uniforms.

Everyone you knew passed by at some point during the evening, especially if there was a home game of some type that people went to, and you would honk if they went by. Depending on who it was, or if there was a party, you'd fire the car up and go after them. When you caught them you would have a moving conversation, usually through an open window, and see if there were any other non-car-related activities going on that you might show up for. No, there were no cellphones, and the windows were all manual-type so this was difficult during the winter unless you had someone riding shotgun to roll down the passenger side window, which you usually did.

Occasionally, a carload of young ladies would go by, and if they looked friendly, maybe you would drive after them for awhile, and pull up next to them at the light. Sometimes they would flirt back, an actual real-time conversation was rare.....

But mainly, the main activity was sorting out who was who on the testosterone scale. We had a viaduct running over the railroad tracks in the middle of the town, and that was a favorite place to run them off if you got the chance, it was about a half mile long and not very steep. If you had a car that would run, you'd pull up next to the guy a couple of lights beforehand, and there would be some posturing, some engine revving, maybe some rubber burning, and when you got to the viaduct, the race was frequently on. Once you got to the top you shut 'em down because the cops would frequently lurk on the other side.....but that quarter mile was long enough to sort out who had what.

Naturally a lot of the people put a lot of time and energy into their cars for the sole purpose of running them off on Friday night. Nowadays there is a cable TV show to this effect, and a lot of the senior citizens that are on there are the same guys that tinkered in their garage all week so that they could get up the strip in their home towns a little faster on Friday. These were all of the old muscle cars, of course, Camaros, Chevelles, dangerous Novas that were little cars into which you could put a big motor. Mustangs, Dodge Challengers or Plymouth Barracudas...... These guys saved their pennies from their dead end jobs to get Holley carburetors, and Hurst shifters, and Mickey Thompson fat tires, and headers and custom exhaust..... My little car was not runnable but occasionally I would floor it at the light and see what it would do just because it was fun.

I think the closest thing right now to people who do this are the "ricers" who build all of those Honda Civics, and Corollas, and other little japanese cars to make them loud and annoying.

It was a thing to do. There were no video games, there was no cable TV and we were quite lucky to get 3 stations on our air-TV, and so people spent a lot of time just driving around. It taught you deferred consumption, and some life lessons, and let you cheat death once in awhile. You had to have some mechanical ability, which will last a lifetime. People did this stuff for fun, can you imagine? The Mickey D's and the Burger King facilitated this culture.

I'm going to miss gasoline. I already told you that. The whole thing was fueled by 29 cent gas.