Sure, the organic/local/slow food movements have their places in this world, but when you crave greasy french fries and nutrient-free sandwiches, that hippy crap won't save you. Nope, when you need copious calories fast, you know what to do: tap into those glowing, golden beakens of arched hope.
Yesterday, I did just that. When I pulled up to order, a VERY excited voice came over the speaker: "Hey! Why don't you get a McRib? They're finally back!" I gracefully declined, but had to know more. I pulled to the window and asked Team Leader Eric about his riblust. 
Kind Robot: "Eric. How long has the McRib been back?"
Team Leader Eric: "Only just today! It's the very first day! It's been so long! Why didn't you get one? Is it because it's a heart attack on a bun?"
KR: "That doesn't bother me. It's the shape. It's packed to look like it has bones in it, but you and I both know there's never been anything resembling a bone in that particle pork."
T.L.E.: "You shouldn't worry about those things. People have been calling their friends, makin' three, four trips through, gettin' more McRibs. It's been at least eight months since we've had them. People were giving up."
It turns out that this is true. I've been alerting people about the McRib's re-arrival ever since and the responses have been mixed. Some people shudder, while others immediately call loved ones to tell them the amazing news.
Also, it's got a jazzy new website: http://www.mcrib.com/
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