Mort Bob's Burgers Novels & Stories

Switching off my computer, I head home. I make my way to my private elevator into my parking lot. I was about to open my car, today I decided to ride my Maybach to work, I was startled by a voice. I looked beside me and I saw a teenager about 15 or 16 years old, dirty, skinny and he looked hungry. Hello ma'am, he said. "Can I get $5? I need to get something for my siblings to eat, they've been hungry for two days now. What the actual fuck. Two days? I thought.

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Lucas Lewis walked to the elevator and went down there, where there was already a black Lexus parked in front of the building ready to take him to meet two people from CG Kiehl Corporation. *** At Luna Lee's office… Luna Lee just finished back from lunch with her office friends at the 'Fast Burger' shop which is located in front of the office building. "Ah, today's salad is too much with mayonnaise. It makes me sick," said Jolie Bald, one of Luna Lee's friends at work. "That's true," agreed Luna Lee, "I couldn't even finish my burger. I think it's because of their mayonnaise batter which might have been too much. It's so sour and makes my stomach roll."

“M-Mrs. Morgan—” I glowered at him and bellowed. “Shut up!! Explain things to me now before I tell Keatton about your dirty secrets,” I spat. And, of course, I grabbed the burger that has never been eaten by them. They stared at me with wide eyes. “Is this the first time you saw a person eating a burger after she yelled!?”

A few minutes later, he returned with a tray carrying two burgers, a pile of fries, and two milkshakes. “They have the best burgers in New York City,” he said, sliding one of the plates in front of me. “Too bad I won’t be eating it.” He blinked. “What?” “It’s late, and this,” I gestured to the burger, “is unhealthy. I’m not ruining my night for a food coma.” Nate leaned back, a teasing grin on his face. “Unhealthy? El, it’s one burger. One bite won’t kill you.” I crossed my arms. “Pass.”

She asked while passing out tall iced mugs of Strohs. "Can you stay, Joe?" I asked, since I knew he had home commitments. "Cathy's in Waldorf with the kids. I was going to have to fend for myself otherwise." He admitted with a grin. "I should warn you, Debbie's burgers are about an inch thick. I'm starved but will be lucky to be able to finish two." I told them both. "One is plenty for me," Jim offered. He was never a huge eater, and at maybe a 140 lbs, would be hard to find room for two burgers and the fries.

He glanced at his watch and then turned to us. “Anybody up for a burger and some milkshakes? My treat.” “Leo had a hamburger yesterday, but I’m game,” I said. “Mom, seriously, I could survive on cheeseburgers. And milkshakes. Yes, please.”Awesome,” Jaxon said, turning left at the next street. A few minutes later, we were parked at The Burger and Shake Place. The place hadn’t been here fifteen years ago. The sign had a big cartoon man who held a passing resemblance to Homer Simpson, shoving a burger into his mouth and dousing his head with a milkshake. “Charming,” I said, eyeing the goofy sign. “Yeah. It’s their thing,” Jaxon said. “But the food’s great. Come on.” As we walked in, Jaxon's pho

There were only five of us and enough food to feed a football team. "I wasn't sure what everyone wanted, so I got a variety," Bob said when we got back. "And whatever we don't eat, someone can take it home so it doesn't waste." Maddy and I grabbed a bbq plate. Sliced brisket and sausage are my favorite. The plates came with a scoop of mac and cheese, a scoop of potato salad, some baked beans, and a roll. The boys went for the burgers and fries. The burgers were double meat patties that looked like they were half an inch thick each, with all the fixings. Dane knows how much I love french fries so he shared his fries with me and he ate some of my mac and cheese and potato salad. Maddy and I fe

“Tessa and I have been coming here since middle school.” She elaborated in a hushed whisper. “Uncle Kevin’s son was around 5 or 6 when we started coming here. He used to say Burber, and we started calling him Uncle Burber. It kind of stuck.” Kevin brought them his signature burger. It was a whole-grain-millet-bun burger with grilled chicken breast, lettuce, cabbage, olives, jalapenos, cucumber, and homemade pickle. Lemonade from fresh lemons. Rosaline almost moaned while enjoying it.