That no one EVER lets me eat a burger (or anything else that size) at two in the morning ever again. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate this (beauty/beast) of a burger just as much as the next guy. Just... not at two in the morning.
I feel like CRAP right now.
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1 comment:
That is my favorite Carls Jr burger!
...Was this before or after you made fun of my roadkill-y angst. Karma man. Karma.
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