The future of food
I just stopped for a cup of coffee, and it was one of those Arby's/Cinnabun/gas station joints. Arby's is selling "Cheesecake Poppers".
Sweet Merciful Crap.
That's the tastiest second degree burn I've ever had on my tongue.
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There's nowhere to go but up. Or down. I guess we could stay where we are, too.
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