it's been said that i eat like a 7th grade boy. i guess there really is no disputing that since last night alone, I walked to chubby's tacos where I INHALED a giant burrito. then I found myself at Cookout at MIDNIGHT last night. On a Monday night. What am I? A college boy now?
Someone is going to pay for this. I'm not entirely sure but I just have a feeling that someone, somewhere is going to wish I didn't have the diet of a college boy.
The Monday Fundays: because whoever told you chicken biscuits were bad for you lied
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