Best 20 quotes in «fries quotes» category

Both are salty, one will give me carpal tunnel, I'll go with the fries.

How's this for a headline? 'French fries'.

Did anybody tell you that you're a few french fries short of a Happy Meal?

French fries kill more people than guns and sharks, yet nobody's afraid of French fries.

I'm a sucker for fries. It's definitely one of my biggest vices. My biggest savory vice for sure.

I don't know why people are so down on the Best Western. They have the best sweet potato fries I've ever had.

I eat a cheeseburger with French fries almost every day.

I like French fries; I like mashed. I love potatoes.

Show me a person who doesn't like french fries and we'll swap lies.

It occurs to us that so-called "freedom fries" kill many more Americans than terrorists ever do.

It's so weird. I like shrimp. I will eat like a whole thing of shrimp. I'm a vegetarian, but that is the only thing that I will eat. So, I will eat and eat shrimp and, like, fries.

Keep climbing,' he told himself. 'Cheeseburgers,' his stomach replied. 'Shut up,' he thought. 'With fries,' his stomach complained.

Pure devotional service fries the seeds of material inclinations in our heart.

When a couch potato is sliced up and then deep fried that is couch french fries.

We value-packs, you all small fries.

Yes, a cheeseburger and fries is probably my favourite meal. But I don't eat ground beef anymore.

“Do you have any money?” he asked. “What?” He rubbed his fingers together. “Dinero? Cash? Do you have any on you?” Unsure where this was headed, I shook my head. He reached over the counter and grabbed a knife. He cut the burger in half and slid the plate between us. “Here. Don’t bogart the fries.” “Are you serious?” Noah took another bite of his half. “Yeah. Don’t want my tutor to starve to death.” I smacked my lips like a cartoon character and bit into the succulent burger. When the juicy meat touched my tongue, I closed my eyes and moaned. “I thought girls only looked like that when they orgasmed.” The burger caught in my throat and I choked. Noah stifled a laugh while sliding my water toward me. If only drinking it would erase the annoying blush on my cheeks.

Fries go in, fries come out. Fries go in, fries come out. Small, regular, large, extra-large. Fries go in, fries come out. Sweat drips down my back, my chest burning hot. I try not to scald my forearms when people slam into me, rushing between stations. Fries go in, fries come out. I am the siren call of McDonald's: smell the fries, you cannot resist. You want the fries. You need the fries, I hate the fries. I am the fries. Fries go in, fries come out.

Before a shoot, I'll watch what I eat. During the shoot, I watch what I eat. Afterwards, the first thing I do is go have a steak and French fries.

You deserve better.” He pushed the plate in front of me, his part of the hamburger gone, but all the fries still on the plate. Like a guy who would share his dinner with me and give me all the fries? A guy who broke rules so I could listen to my father talk to my therapist? A guy who gave me his jacket when I was cold? A guy who set me on fire with a simple touch? But Noah couldn’t possibly want a girl like me.