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Robert (his friends called him Bobby Boy) was on a tear--McDonald's only offered the McRib a couple of times a year, and they've never offered a little guy size. How was Robert supposed to carry away a sandwich that weighed twice what he did? He decided to initiate an internet protest and write his congress individual (he was careful to avoid gender-bias . . .)
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Scanning the menu, Bennie saw that, sadly, the McRib was not back yet, only voles, cotton rats and roadkill were on offer . . .
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One of Helen's kids, Elly, was no trouble, but her brother Hector was always questioning why they had to eat nothing but green stuff. "Couldn't we get a McRib or Chick Fil-A for a change?" he asked . . .
Hummingbird Junk Food
Junie, health conscious but trying to outrun Hurricane Harvey, knew human sugar water was the McRib of hummingbird food, but sometimes time trumped health . . .
Breaking Ranks
Clarice knew doves were supposed to be vegan, but after eating two wasps and a dragonfly, she began wishing McDonald’s would offer the McRib sandwich again soon . . .
Raised by Wolves
Westley just appeared in school one day, and was considered a bit odd–standoffish even. But how do you explain to your fellow kids–or the teacher for that matter–that he had been raised by wolves and had been sent to school by the pack to learn how to make fire and McRib sandwiches . . .