If I were stuck on a desert island and could only eat one thing, it would have to be a Medium Chocolate Frosty.
Because I enjoy them greatly. And the non-biodegradable spoons could be assembled into a sturdy hut. And the straw would make a formidable blow-dart gun for use against the natives. And it would be a fine reward after my daily run around the desert island. And because I enjoy them greatly. Maybe I already mentioned that one.
And then when I got tired of being stuck on a desert island, I could just catch a ride with the guy who comes periodically to service the Medium Chocolate Frosty machine.
The Gilligan’s Island guys could have used me. Plus, I would look smashing in a sequined gown …