Make sure and take its shoes off before you eat it, the rubber gets stuck in your teeth.
Y'all, I ain't convinced that this isn't an actual Paula Deen recipe.
What, no fryer?
I'm so glad god gave us cows.
Grease up them arteries with the most cheerful angel of death.
Watch out man, that fatty breakfast can kill you.
Wait, what day comes after Butterday?
Also doubles as a lip balm and tanning cream.