No onion please.

So this one night...we for sure went to McDonalds for some late night drunky drunkerton grub. When we got home I had a "No Onion" sticker on my burger. I for sure placed this sticker on Toni's shirt. Somehow this bad boy sticker ended up on Toni's neck. I didn't even see it until Alysse started busting up laughing and woke me up to see this sight. Thank you McDonalds. No onions. The strip.

Fremont St. at 7am.