


(above: eulogy)
This burger will end your life. The final word for ground beef in your pathetic flame-grilled existence. In another life you will wake up as a stale sesame seed bun in a lethargic kitchen line at McDonald’s. Do not be afraid of bleu cheese and leeks, however, do be afraid of leaking bleu cheese. Sign your will, and kiss your ass good-bye. You’re now 6-feet under in the burger shaped casket.
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