Last night in vent, Ian, Stephen, and I invented what we call a foodgasm (think thin mints, frozen, then deep fried, coated in sugar, slathered in honey, stuffed inside of a Klondike bar, stuffed inside of fried ice cream, wrapped in bacon, with a glass of milk).
It's the bacon that really sells it, imo. I don't even like thin mints.
Oh man, the thought of this makes me want to puke.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny because it was mostly your idea.
ReplyDeleteI may be a little late on the ball, but I do not regret being part of this "magnificent" creation...even if the mere mention of this makes me gag a little.
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