i know you and your buddies are sitting around with your fat little sausage fingers in some shithole outer-suburb thinking this is some sort of epic “man” feast to cure some sort of epic hangover and the rest of us are a bunch of “faggots” and powderfinger fucking rock etc but trust me - it’s just a large volume of entry level sausages and gross eggs, you were probably snuggled up in bed by 1am last night and you’re just a bunch of little boys with shitty facial hair
this is why i love the internet.
