Impending Tummy Shame

 Sooo...

Jerry and I got in touch with our inner chubblet tonight. 

That's right.  We tackled the Double Down.  I know what you are thinking.

So was I.  The little bit of dying muscle called out to me, "Nooooooo!" as I took the first bite.  Then I told that pussy bitch to shut it and stuffed that mess in my face!  Slightly spicy fried chicken with great glops of cheese, smokey sauce, and of course, bacon.   Swine is always mighty fine in my book.  It was delicious and disgusting.  I feel pleased and a bit whorish.  If the DD had a fried egg, it would be like eating a barnyard.  Mmm...

I think I just heard a tiny, muffled scream from my digestive system.