A man who claims he didn’t receive enough meat in his XL Chalupa from a Taco Bell drive-thru in Georgia allegedly threatened to “redecorate the place”. Then later that night, an unidentified suspect threw a Molotov cocktail at the building.
Ha! The joke’s on the mad bomber. Even if the guy had gotten a Chalupa filled the brim with meat, it still wouldn’t technically be filled with 100 percent meat. It would be more like 35 percent to be exact.
Of course, firebombing anything isn’t an effective way to express your displeasure with the level of service you’re receiving (normally I’d say just try it and see what happens to prove my point, but we’ve got lawyers, the pansies).
I’m really hoping that the two people described in the story aren’t the same person. Is this the level that we’ve sunk to as a people? We’re trying to set each other on fire over a rapidly prepared Mexican food stuff. I’m sure all of us will rue this day in the distant future when World War III starts over a Wendy’s Triple Baconator that’s short by a strip. That’s assuming, of course, that our fingers aren’t so bulbous that we can still push a single launch button.