With a rumbling stomach, I walked inside a burger place.
Unfortunately, I don’t like burgers, in fact, I detest them and prefer fries instead.
Luckily, the establishment is out of burgers, or rather, it’s out of everything. (Yes, including employees.)
Not to mention, the cleaners probably haven’t touched up the place for a century,
based on the amount of hazardous waste webbing around the place.