One time, I finished smoking a joint, and right as it was kicking in, my mom got home and brought me McDonalds. I didn't have the muchies yet, but I decided to eat anyway. Well, as I was eating my plain double cheeseburger, I realized how cheesey it was. There was so much cheese, it was as if the cheese was built into the hamburger. It was really good. So were the fries. I love McDonalds when I'm high.