75% of your daily fat. 700+ calories. One enormous breakfast.
I’m getting ready for the most disgustingly delicious breakfast of all time. Behold, Burger King’s “Enormous Omelete Sandwich”. It starts with an extra long roll, a slab of egg, two sausage patties, three strips of bacon, a layer of cheese, and the crowning bun top. It’s like getting a six inch sub at Subway, except nothing about it is “made fresh”. BK’s flash animation features the sub dropping on an alarm clock and completely destroying it. Fantastic.
I’m not sure I want to eat it (and I’m very aware I shouldn’t eat it), but for some reason I feel the need to do it. Maybe it’s like the Space Monkeys from Fight Club and I feel the need to destroy myself. Hey, I’ve already shaved my head once this year. I admit it’s probably just my need to do stupid stuff. Again, I’ve already shaved my head once this year.
I was supposed to go get one with Wes yesterday but he wussed out. Hopefully he’ll come to his senses (well, not come to his senses) today and go.