Current mood:	sick
Current music:	Virgin Steele - "Immortal I Stand"
Entry tags:	fast food, junk food, monster thickburger

I finally broke down and ate a Hardee's Monster Thickburger yesterday, with fries. For those not in the know, and this is without the fries.........

Calories: 1417
Calories from Fat: 965
Total Fat: 107g
Saturated Fat 45.8g
Cholesterol 229.6mg
Sodium 2651.3mg
Total Carbohydrate 48.7g
Dietary Fiber 0g
Protein 63.6g

This sandwich makes McDonald's look like your local sushi bar.
I think I just shaved off 10 years off of my life in one sitting, and deep down I think I might have a profound sense of self hatred, having ate this fucking thing. A day later, my body still feels like a mosh pit of cholesterol, sat fats, and probably some shit left over in a meth lab garbage can floating around in my brutalized stomach. And the shits afterwards? Add a six pack of Schlitz's to the whole deal last night, and you can imagine the horror. I think I melted the seat to my toilet, and my farts turned all of Chicago into "The Happening". These are the kind of farts that could evacuate a moving bullet train. The kind of farts that could take down stealth bombers, and stop wildfires dead in their tracks.

I woke up this morning, and my body is still doing battle with this horrific, soulless beast of a sandwich. It's like my stomach is going to war with it with bottles and chains, and my colon is the crime scene cleanup crew afterwards.

And for some reason, there is this angry, bubbling feeling in the upper left side of my stomach, and a gassy feeling in my lungs.

But, damn, it was tasty! If I ever want to kill myself, I'll just go "Leaving Las Vegas" with these bad boys. That should take about a week at the most.

PS,
The new Sigur Ros CD is FUCKING AMAZING!!!!! Hopefully I'll be making some lurve with it playing in the back.