It is with a heavy heart that I write these words. For I know how they will not be heard by those who need to hear it most. That this impotent cry will echo into the internet but once, then forever be lost to the silence of the years.
But say it I must.
Delivery places. Please. Please stop putting fries in clamshells.
Do you not realize what crunch is? That all it really comes down to is dehydration? Do you not know that moisture of any kind is crunch's bane?
So what, you're just going to cram those beautiful, crisp fingers of potato into an airtight motherfucking container? So that they can release steam that escapes through fucking nothing and therefore just soaks right back into the fucking fries? Don't you know that you may as well have just dumped them into a wet fucking rag soaked in your own fetid fucking urine? Can't you see that every time, every fucking time you hand that off to your customer, two fucking kittens die somewhere?
Would it fucking kill you to put them into a fucking bag? I mean, fuck.
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