So I was in a hurry for lunch today and fast food was all I had time for. A Wendys appeared on the horizon to answer the call of my hunger.

Now, I don't particularly like fast food, but when I do eat fast food, I prefer Wendys for a burger joint. I get the same thing every time: a baconator. I am not sure how else to describe the baconator other than this; meat, cheese, and 2 pieces of bread to soak up all the fucking delicious grease. There is no lettuce tomato pickle or onion on a fucking baconator, as a baconator was not meant for the weak of heart(LITERALLY). Just ketchup Mayo beef and bacon...A true gut bomb of a sandwhich, that I am absolutely positive came from the asshole of satan himself.

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Today I decided to take it up a notch, and rolled with the triple baconator. As it turns out this is not a good idea before an interview. I rolled into my interview smelling like the baconator itself, moving along at a snails pace, due to the food comma I was fighting. Needless to say, I don't think I got the job.

Thanks Baconator!! You fucking asshole.