Breakfast

Nothing beats a steak and egg cheese bagel from McDonalds. Stuff is ridonkolously delish. Add orange juice to it, and you have sex in your hands. The only thing I hate is the chest pains I get after eating it. Oh well. Nothing is perfect right? I was gonna go with cereal, but I felt like a badass this morning. By the way: it's not fast food when you have to wait 5 minutes for your food when you're the only person in the restaurant. The drive-thru wasn't even busy. I got nervous because some old guy with a newspaper kept on staring at me. Fuck him and his paper. I got some news for him: you're old and I'm not. Take that you headline reading geezer.