More like, JOLLIBAE.
You get a weekly craving for Chicken Joy.
Every time you go out, you have an inner struggle about whether to eat somewhere fancy or just go to Jollibee.
And you almost always go for Jollibee. Which isn’t a bad thing, tbh.
ABS CBN
You die inside when the lady at the counter says there’s no more thigh part.
The Jollibee delivery guy is your personal hero.
***Not all heroes wear capes.***
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