An employee for a McDonald's in Perry, Georgia, said she was first skeptical when someone called to order 1,600 McChicken sandwiches, 1,600 McDoubles and 3,200 cookies in four hours.
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Reminds me of when we came back from Germany in 1976 and drove from the east coast where we picked up the truck, arriving in Modesto about 10 or 11 PM. None of our relatives had seen us in 4 years, so they were all waiting at my grandparent's house. There must've been 75 people there from both sides of the family, most of them in the yard enjoying the summer evening. It wasn't anything planned, they all just showed up.
We got there, got all of our hellos said and then about 1 in the morning, everybody started getting hungry. This was long before places stayed open real late or all night long and the only place anybody knew was open for sure was fucking Taco Bell. Me and my uncle were volunteered to make a munchies run and a collection was taken up.
We pulled up to the the drive thru and ordered something like 150 tacos, 50 or so Burrito Supremes and a couple three dozen orders of nachos.
They flat out refused to fill the order. It probably didn't help matters that me and my uncle smoked a fattie on the way and was having giggling fits as we were trying to order.
We ended up raiding a couple truck stops on the outskirts of town, showing up at the house an hour later with cases of gas station food - Slim Jims, those little bags of chips, candy bars, shit like that - stacked into the back of Gary's truck.
