Bus breaks down, I CAN haz Cheezborgorz?

Yes, John! Your bus driver's a woosy noob, arguing with dispatch and pulling the bus over in evening traffic.

Walk on in to those golden arches, lean over that counter and order up a bevy of beasties to sink your teeth in to.

Just remember...that driver's apt to pull a fast one on you, Caucasoid Man. Hey, he's already gotten all his buddies back on and decided to risk their very lives he was arguing his boss about moments ago.

No problem, just another reason to let your inner kitten out to pray to the ceiling. You...are a modern man...and you CAN haze Cheezborgorz any time you want...regardless how you spell the damn wordz.