If someone wants to eat that thing, whatever, it’s their body. What reason is there for anyone else to care?

Maybe they should, to teach you the difference between force and choice.

Take some or all of the above ingredients, french fries or mozzarella sticks, and put them all into a sandwich roll. The earliest of Grease Trucks led to successful restaurants near campus. Sadly, nannyism has been intervening ever since.

This is the sort of thing that separates actual libertarians from the dilettantes, assuming CSPI or some other group of activists-masquerading-as-scientists ever gets this in front of a camera.

The real freedom-lovers will say, “Sure, it may not be the healthiest choice, but you ought to be able to eat whatever you want.” The nanny-staters will say, “This crosses the line / We need mandatory labels / The FDA should regulate this / This will bankrupt Obamacare (even sooner)!”

Something like this is a good test because no one can say that anyone is forced to eat it or that anyone doesn’t know at the outset that they are choosing to eat a high-fat item.

America is fat.

de stijl, jr.

Dad, My heart hurts!

(God, I’m so fucking vain! I follow up on my own comment. And then when it doesn’t show up I resubmit. And I rip off The Simpsons again.)

In one joke he talks about a sandwich made of a hamburger between two donuts with a slice of ham called “the bacon ham hamburger”.

Dude (or Dudette), please allow me to present the Luther Burger.

I’ve never had the commercially available ones, but I have done this at home. Krispy Kremes work well as the “bun.”

(My inner comedy geek sez Jim Gaffigan rocks pretty hard.)

Geeze, at least throw a fired egg in there, and wrap it in a flatbread before deep frying it.

And there should be a double double down, with twice the bacon and cheese.