I want borger, but then I have to waffle for half an hour on the guilt of spending $14 in a bad economy when I’m already overweight
Adulting ain’t that good
Skip the middle part, embrace saying “I want guilt”.
Being overweight is fine. BMI only measures how statistically healthy you would be if you were an American adult of the same sex and height from 1960
Exercise is more.important.
Nobody said anything about BMI. One can be overweight while still not holding BMI as some kind of truth
What if I’m an American adult from 1983?
That’s too late, mate.
500 Lbs later…
I want ‘nother borger.
I want burger. I love burger. But I ate too many burgers. So then I got cancer.
when I want a burger - I make a burger
My secret is to wrap it in wax paper for 3 minutes before eating. Nothing beats a sweaty, melted burger.
With hot sandwiches or subs wrapping it up in wax paper, parchment paper, or foil is a key step to let everyone get to know each other.
I’m gonna try this at my next team building
I could have borgar every day if I wanted, but I don’t. Instead, I buy all the stuff to make my own borgar, and then leave the rest of it to rot in the fridge for weeks on end and inevitably throw it away. Then I’m so guilt-ridden for wasting food that I don’t make borgar for months.
I haven’t been able to drive or go out much lately. I fell off my dirtbike and broke a couple of ribs. I telecommute to my job so I haven’t lost any work days, but still.
And before anyone freaks out…I already got treatment for it
Well…as long as you didn’t break both of your arms.
…you didn’t, right?
the ground under my tires was muddy and mushy and when I took a sharp turn on top of it it came out from under me and I landed on a rock that’s still sticking out of the ground as I type this
