ENOUGH with the God-damn bacon blue-cheese burgers already, okay? I know it's like, the trendy combination or something, with the creamy-crumbly stinky-chic strength of that blue cheese just melting into the thick, crisp, fatted-salt strips of delicious bacon, all jammed together in a warm, toasty bun around that fat, juicy beef patty, - a THICK one! - cooked perfect-to-pink in the middle as you chaw down another bite closer to its hot, red beefy sweetness in the center - but ENOUGH, okay? ENOUGH already, with these goddamn bacon blue cheese burgers. Enough!
I mean shit. I've had three of these things, already. To say nothing of the sides of fries! It's too much.
Enough.
I mean shit. I've had three of these things, already. To say nothing of the sides of fries! It's too much.
Enough.
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On the subject of blue cheese, I refuse to eat anything that is MOLDY, ok? Even if it's under the guise of "cheese". ICK!
I don't eat beef either so just give me the salty fatted bacon piled high on a bun with good matured cheddar and I'll be happy and at one with the world and won't even hold a grudge against people who like their cheese moldy.
What I don't like is when you think it's bleu cheese but it turns out it's only ranch.
No more blue cheese bacon burgers, cheddar bacon burgers as just fine, thanks. You should have one of those.
@limom & jujube - you know what? I dig ranch. I dig ranch just fine. But I don't like it when I mistake one for the other. It's like thinking there's apple juice in your glass and it's BEER. Now, I love beer, but not when my tongue's mind is primed for apple juice.