Now I don’t eat nearly as healthy as I would like to, so I’m not going to judge others on how they choose to kill themselves. One thing I will say, though, is that after staring at this picture for a couple of minutes, I have the sudden urge to go run a couple of miles while singing an original song entitled, “I Don’t Want To Die.” After that, I’m thinking of doing a couple of push-ups while singing the “I Don’t Want To Die…Or Get Diarrhea” remix.
Why the chocolate chips? Can’t people just wait until they’re done with their McGriddle meets corndog breakfast concoction to eat a chocolate chip cookie? I guess the people behind this nifty little breakfast product figured since people are in such a rush to begin their day that this is a great way of killing two birds (and the person eating it) with one stone (or syrup). I’m sure some people will rationalize this by telling themselves that there are less calories when eating the three items together versus separately.
I don’t mean to criticize Mr. Dean. Before I gave up pork and beef in favor of an extended lifespan, Jimmy was good to me. I have devoured many a sausage sandwich in the morning. If you don’t believe me, I’ll gladly repost my fat picture upon request. I’m just not getting this sausage meets pancake meets chocolate chip breakfast thing and why people choose to eat it. But hey, if you like it, your cardiologist and I love it.