Between a rock and excess cheese

It all began as my friend and I entered that fated restaurant. We were seated by our hostess and ordered soon after. By coincidence, we both happened to order cheeseburgers. After they arrived I proceeded to peel the excess cheese from around the edge of my cheeseburger.

"What the heck are you doing?" my puzzled friend asked.

"I'm peeling the excess cheese off my cheeseburger." I answered blankly.

"Why?! That's the best part!" she enforced.

I rolled my eyes, "Speaking of excess cheese, I have a story that relates to that."

"Oh god." She muttered while motioning her hand for me to continue.

*Flashback*

We were driving early in the morning to find a McDonalds. In the car was me, my mom's friend America, Greg, and Moises. As we were driving past this huge turnpike Moises exclaims,

"Hey guys! See that rock in the middle of the field? It's really bothering me…"

America glanced back at Moises, "Well, would you rather move the rock or go to McDonalds?"

Moises pondered this question for approximately 5 minutes finally answering,

"I suppose we can go to McDonalds" while glancing back at the lone rock longingly.

The silence was thick in the air, until we were in hysterics.

*End of Flashback*

"And that relates to excess cheese how?" my friend asked, as she gave me a look as if she questioned my sanity.

"We were going to McDonalds!"

"So?"

"So, their cheeseburgers contain excess cheese!" I exclaimed.

My friend chuckled, "Sometimes I wonder about you…"

The end

This is a true story based on true events. Please review, it makes me happy!