We're back...
Ok, we're back after a very, very, very long and depressing weekend.
You try to think you're prepared to deal with the loss of a close friend and then you get to the point where you have to go to the wake/funeral and you pretty much fall apart. Yeah, fun times.
Well, enough depressing shit, time to get to some of the funny stuff from this trip. Yes, that is a 30 pack of hamburgers from White Castle. John, Matt and I managed to slam down 30 of these babies in one sitting. Yes, it was fantastic and we all had to take a notch out of our belts at the end of this shmorgesborg. The only bad thing from this magnificent culinary delight was the fact the burgers are so good they don't want to spend much time in your digestive track and immediately call for a prompt and violent exit via your anus.
In other words... White Castle makes you deuce like a champ.
[I've heard of a 30 rack of beers, but a 30 rack of burgers? America, fuck yeah!]
You try to think you're prepared to deal with the loss of a close friend and then you get to the point where you have to go to the wake/funeral and you pretty much fall apart. Yeah, fun times.
Well, enough depressing shit, time to get to some of the funny stuff from this trip. Yes, that is a 30 pack of hamburgers from White Castle. John, Matt and I managed to slam down 30 of these babies in one sitting. Yes, it was fantastic and we all had to take a notch out of our belts at the end of this shmorgesborg. The only bad thing from this magnificent culinary delight was the fact the burgers are so good they don't want to spend much time in your digestive track and immediately call for a prompt and violent exit via your anus.
In other words... White Castle makes you deuce like a champ.
[I've heard of a 30 rack of beers, but a 30 rack of burgers? America, fuck yeah!]