Burgers, what are they?
What compels us to take these wads of meat swaddled in bread, and run into the night? Is it the taste? the smell?...or is it the thrill? The shot of burning hot excitement that explodes inside your mind, eletrifying every cell in your body...when you palm that lowcost bread wrapped beef and dash , dash forever into the dark unknown. I ask. Only one with courage to face these unquestionable dilemnaS of food thievery could attempt to ponder its timeless uncertainty.
And for those of you unfamiliar to our ways, then you must buy this, You must wear it, and give in to the uncontrollable yearning to steal that stack of nearby hamburgers resting on a tray. Go on, be a hamburglar.