Da love!
This sounds like a really bad idea.
I love my mother enough not to call her and announce that I'm ordering a 20-piece McNuggets (1140 calories including the BBQ sauce), large Coke (310 calories), and medium fries (380 calories) for lunch at McDonalds.
But I would call her and tell her that I'll be ordering the Chick-Fil-A spicy chicken sandwich (440 calories) and medium waffle fries (400 calories) with a Coke Zero (0 calories) any time.
If I’m traveling through an area, I might be willing to do this. It’s free food and nobody knows me.
Good grief. Just let me pay for the food and get on the road. How irritating.
Dance for your poison and chemical meal...serf.
they don’t need gimmicks, they need GOOD FOOD! more like they used to have, esp fries
Dance? NO. Hug my spouse or child & say “I love you”...Sure
After the first pole dancer, they’ll stop this insanity.
Sorry y’all, I think it’s great marketing.
A friend got chosen the other day and she had to hug her teenage son. She loved it.
calling McDonald’s menu food is an insult to food. More like a laxative.
My daughter and my wife were at MacDonalds a couple of days ago, and this happened. So my daughter gave her mom a hug and got a free meal. Big deal.
You want to bring in more customers? Extend breakfast all day instead of this 10:30 a.m. SS curfew.
“Can I get a sausage and cheese biscuit please?”
“NEIN! Ve do not serve dis after 10:30 a.m.! Gehen sie weg! Schweinhund! Dis ist die McReich!”
Makes me extra glad I got out of that place. I’d just be mortified to be at the cash register and have to tell the customer “if you hug your kid it’s free”. I grew up in a world where PDAs are tacky and I like it that way.
I can fake "love" with the best of them.
Want me to tell the idiot in line behind me that I love him and you'll give me 8-10 bucks worth of food (well, not really "food", but you know what I mean) for free?
I'm on that!
What the hell...I already have to ask for a meal in code, as in "I'll have the number 3, the Quarter-Pounder, with special sauce. My name is Jim...I don't want to super-size, I do want some ketchup..." on and on and on.
And then there is the one that actually calls you back into the store to ask you why you didn't ring their stinking bell, so you can announce to the world that the overcooked gelatinous blob of beef you just consumed was the best you had ever had.
I do draw the line at talking to a clown head, though.
Truth be told, I so rarely eat at a fast food place that I'm kinda out of touch, but getting a free meal for some meaningless words, yeah, I can do that and my self-respect stays with me.
It just has a price on it now.