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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>The Good, Bad, and Ugly</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @catnyc)</generator><link>http://catnyc.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>The Frappe from HELL.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQwavB3ohYe4ysLvQdGjcjG8Q1irDpfAZqWJGPuw4_Yzpk5MmO9-Q"/&gt;&lt;img src="https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS8-TeJ5JVeptrWRmy135iZH-Mti0YppOwOv_JGntTbkejT-Tc6UA"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dear McDonald,  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ronald Mcdonald and IT&amp;#8230; I see some resemblance. I know your food is bad for my health, but all I want is a foreign object free Frappe. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oddly enough, the areas you think would have sloppy food, are the ones I&amp;#8217;ve yet to have a problem with. But little oh Manhattan, has the worst frappes. I won&amp;#8217;t say the address of the location, but all I&amp;#8217;ll say is that there near my school FIT. The funny thing is that I&amp;#8217;m never near the location, and I&amp;#8217;m usually down to the last drop, when I find the object. Once was a tiny bug, hair, and the other I have no idea what it was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is unacceptable and disgusting. Therefor Mcdonalds, you have lost my service.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ex happy consumer &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://catnyc.tumblr.com/post/23426256879</link><guid>http://catnyc.tumblr.com/post/23426256879</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2012 14:09:00 -0400</pubDate><category>McCafe</category><category>IT</category><category>Frappe</category><category>bad service</category><category>McDonalds</category><category>hell</category></item><item><title>Who hates NYC subway rats...I DO!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://cbskrth.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/subway-rat.jpg?w=385"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSzqWN6m-Sz5Dp2nwNy9FXBcCaoVdNMONd5TujI0D_3yoz9W0W_Ypytu_G9"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;  Welcome to Gun Hill Road on the 5 line, where rats like to say hello, up close and personal. I have to say that day, may have been the most scariest day in my 21 years of being on the world.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;  After a long day from picking up my up from brooklyn, I didn&amp;#8217;t need anymore bull, but I got it alright. I had my son, 2 bags and his stroller, which where all heavy and I needed to rest,till I walked up the million stairs. Uh, whats this, I feel an extra weight on my son stroller. And I swear, My first guess wasn&amp;#8217;t a rat, but once I heard some ladies screaming on the other side, I knew it had to be a NYC rat. Thing creature ran up my sons stroller, to my shoulder. I just dropped everything but my son, then noticed what am I doing, grab everything a jet up those stairs. So as I got home, I checked it i was scratched or anything, and thankfully I was not.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;  Maybe he just wanted to say &amp;#8216;hi, whats up.&amp;#8217;  But hes lucky I had my son with me, otherwise that rat would of been dead. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://catnyc.tumblr.com/post/23424131383</link><guid>http://catnyc.tumblr.com/post/23424131383</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2012 13:36:00 -0400</pubDate><category>NYC</category><category>gun hill Rd.</category><category>rats</category><category>subway</category><category>trains</category></item></channel></rss>
