Ode to... BAKEN-ETS... 0g Net Carbs. [flame illustration] HOT-N-SPICY $2 Only. I love thee, BAKEN-ETs. I love thee. I am... ironically... pigging out on BAKEN-ETs. It's a FIESTA in my mouth *that's what she wished she said.*
CRUNCHY GOODNESS. SPICY HOTNESS hits the spot that's what she could have said. I am almost done *that's what she blurted.*
How could I? I love them. I love their misspelled goodness of a name. I love everything about them... so hot... so spicy... so filling at night... Oh, if I could have ANOTHER... right now... *free post for TWSS*
Uhhh... duh. Is Morey a God? ^ Right now, in his grave, even Mike is singing: ♫ I SAID, You're Thinkin' About My BAKEN-ETS It Don't Matter If You're Black Or White ♪
I seriously wonder what a conversation with you is like. And during said convo Mr. Swoly, do you actually MAKE a face after every line you deliver? Its a hilarious image. I seriously imagine it.
Ugh... OF COURSE. I don't just add smilies JUST BECAUSE, sir, that would make me a meanie and I don't like meanies. They add to the mood of the post. Well, I'm still alive, droxford.
SO GOOD... SO HOT... SO CRUNCHY... SO TASTY. I am almost finished with the SECOND bag today. DO YOU WANT SOME?!?!? You know you do. droxford, I'm still alive.