My first roll kicked in at McDonalds sitting at a booth listening to shitty Mcdonald's music with two of my druggy friends, this is how my conversation went:
"Hey alec, you want some cheeseburgers?"
"Yeah i'll have one"
*proceeds to walk up to the cashier*
"I NEED DOUBLE CHEESEBURGERS!!", slammed a 10 dollar bill on the counter.
"How many would you like?"
"a lot (pause for about 5 seconds) no wait.... 8."
The whole time i must have had a goofy ass look on my face, because the people working at the counter were all looking at me like i was crazy.
I took my change, and sat back down at the booth. When the order's up and I bring back 8 cheese burgers for two people (other friend wasnt hungry). Halfway through the first one I suddenly wasn't hungry, so we ended up leaving 6 double cheeseburgers on the floor, along with my math book.
Ahh the joys of rolling