It’s no secret that Kanye West enjoys his Mickey D’s—few other rappers have incorporated the words “fish filet” into a verse so smoothly—but this weekend, he fully admitted to his fast food obsession.
If you weren’t hiding under a rock, you probably caught wind of Frank new album “Blonde,” which dropped on Saturday. However, you might not have realized that Ocean released a zine on Saturday called “Boys Don’t Cry,” which features an absolutely bonkers ode to McDonald’s French fries written by none other than Kanye West.
It goes like this:
McDonalds Man McDonalds Man
The french fries had a plan
The french fries had a plan
The salad bar and the ketchup made a band
Cus the french fries had a plan
The french fries had a plan
McDonalds Man
McDonalds
I know them french fries have a plan
I know them french fries have a plan
The cheeseburger and the shakes formed a band
To overthrow the french fries plan
I always knew them french fries was evil man
Smelling all good and shit
I don’t trust no food that smells that good man
I don’t trust it
I just can’t
McDonalds Man
McDonalds Man
McDonalds, damn
Them french fries look good tho
I knew the Diet Coke was jealous of the fries
I knew the McNuggets was jealous of the fries
Even the McRib was jealous of the fries
I could see it through his artificial meat eyes
And he only be there some of the time
Everybody was jealous of them french fries
Except for that one special guy
That smooth apple pie
This poem should lead any reasonable person to conclude that McDonald’s manufactured the Kardashian clan as a marketing tool, starting with the incubation of Kris Jenner back in 1955—the same year Ray Kroc founded the McDonald’s Corporation. Between their McDonald’s catered baby showers, the lavish gifts, death-bed meal desires, and not-so-subtle drop-offs of grease-stained bags, the tactics have become increasingly aggressive over the years. Obviously, anyone who gets sucked into the McDashians orbit is bound to become part of the machine as well.
[quote position="full" is_quote="true"]McRibs don’t have eyes, Kanye. Also, what salad bar?[/quote]
You could read Mr. West’s poem as a cry for help: here is a man whose mind has clearly been flooded with the dogma of the world’s largest fast food empire. His delusions know no end, characterizing fries as Machiavellian masterminds and McNuggets as vengeful drones. How could the world’s most perfect hangover food be evil? To think cheeseburgers can function in a band is another sign this man has lost touch with reality. McRibs don’t have eyes, Kanye. Also, what salad bar?
Something has to be done if we want the Yeezy we know and love to return to planet Earth. Luckily, if Kanye is still Kanye and his brain hasn’t been replaced with Oreo McFlurry yet, then we can only assume he’ll start a Kickstarter to help pay for the recovery of his sanity. It’ll cost, at a minimum, $53 million dollars, but it’ll be worth the Twitter rants we’ll get in return.
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This response to someone grieving a friend might be the best internet comment ever
When someone is hit with the sudden loss of a friend or loved one, words rarely feel like enough. Yet, more than a decade ago, a wise Redditor named GSnow shared thoughts so profound they still bring comfort to grieving hearts today.
Originally posted around 2011, the now-famous reply was rediscovered when Upvoted, an official Reddit publication, featured it again to remind everyone of its enduring truth. It began as a simple plea for help: “My friend just died. I don't know what to do.”
What followed was a piece of writing that many consider one of the internet’s best comments of all time. It remains shared across social media, grief forums, and personal messages to this day because its honesty and metaphor speak to the raw reality of loss and the slow, irregular path toward healing.
Below is GSnow’s full reply, unchanged, in all its gentle, wave-crashing beauty:
Why this advice still matters
Mental health professionals and grief counselors often describe bereavement in stages or phases, but GSnow’s “wave theory” gives an image more relatable for many. Rather than a linear process, grief surges and retreats—sometimes triggered by a song, a place, or a simple morning cup of coffee.
In recent years, this metaphor has found renewed relevance. Communities on Reddit, TikTok, and grief support groups frequently reshare it to help explain the unpredictable nature of mourning.
Many readers say this analogy helps them feel less alone, giving them permission to ride each wave of grief rather than fight it.
Finding comfort in shared wisdom
Since this comment first surfaced, countless people have posted their own stories underneath it, thanking GSnow and passing the words to others facing fresh heartbreak. It’s proof that sometimes, the internet can feel like a global support group—strangers linked by shared loss and hope.
For those searching for more support today, organizations like The Dougy Center, GriefShare, and local bereavement groups offer compassionate resources. If you or someone you know is struggling with intense grief, please reach out to mental health professionals who can help navigate these deep waters.
When grief comes crashing like the ocean, remember these words—and hang on. There is life between the waves.
This article originally appeared four years ago.