So there I was holding my little fat fuck plushie when all of a sudden I had an urge for a cheeseburger.
And a steak
And some tater tots.
And fried chicken.
And a whole ice cream cake.
And biscuits n gravy.
And extra gravy.
And a taco platter.
And a pile of rangoons.
And a few gallons of soda.
And one breath mint for when I'm done.
Ohh, but I'm not done. I need a dozen donuts.
And a dozen sides of beef.
And a crown rack of lamb.
And...