SouthernN'Proud
Southern Discomfort
...and I must obey. The siren song has found me, and I am powerless to fight it. I am only mortal flesh and blood, and thy beckoning has found my hearkening ear yet again.
Thy triglyceride-laden temptations, oh how they make me yearn for thee. Resistence is futile...I must, I WILL surrender.
Patty melt double plate, scattered smothered covered topped and peppered please. Damn the torpedos...when I fall off a wagon I go head first!
Thy triglyceride-laden temptations, oh how they make me yearn for thee. Resistence is futile...I must, I WILL surrender.
Patty melt double plate, scattered smothered covered topped and peppered please. Damn the torpedos...when I fall off a wagon I go head first!