Saturday, January 12, 2008

My Heart Hurts

There is a Simpsons episode where Homer demands that Bart "butter his bacon", and Bart replies "But Dad, my heart hurts." This is how the boy and I felt last night when we had a most wonderful thing: the East Atlanta Gravity Pub's "The Mullligan".

We had been healthy all week and decided with whimsical glee to undo it all with a visit to the Gravity Pub. After several beers, a couple shots of jack and some video crack, we tucked into an all beef hot dog wrapped in cheddar cheese, wrapped in 1/4# ground beef, deep fried, laid gently on a hoagie roll and then topped with chili and cheese. Oh and we had some french fries and tater tots too.

Gawd it was so good. And my tummy doesn't hurt this morning, but we did decide to skip breakfast and wait till lunch still we are still full. The most suprising thing was our ability to play Dance Dance Revolution after consuming that beast till almost 1 am. Amazing the versatility of our bodies...Maybe the DDR reversed the damage of the beast, but I doubt it.

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