A: You lift their kilts, and whichever one has a Quarter Pounder is a McDonald!!
The taste.
She can outrun her brothers... *mic drop* "I'm out..."
Look under his kilt, if it's a quarter-pounder, he's a McDonald.
A quarter-pounder with cheese.
Quarter-pounder with cheese
Scott !
Because a sheep can hear a zipper from a mile away.
Because it doesn't even lift.
Because if he lifted up both legs it would fall over !
Whichever you'll excel in, son."