Christina and I stopped by Burger King lately (shh.. she’d probably not want you to know). I love me some Whopper, and don’t let her fool you, she’s all about the Whopper Junior. But, after our latest visit to the BK I’ve got some beef to share.

We walked in, stood in line, and took a look at the value meals. I took one glance up at the meals and corresponding numbers, and realized they’d number fucked screwed upset me. They threw a curve ball, a dagger, they’d stabbed be in my proverbial left-to-right, sequential number-reading ass back! Take a look at BK’s incredibly useful Value Meal Menu:

BK’s out-of-order value menu

1, 2, 7?.. oh, i have to go down.. 3, 4, 9?.. damnit! Stop making me think, BK!