A year ago I said I wouldn’t eat another burger. I know that sounded like a proclamation bound to fail, especially for a guy who could eat a cheeseburger every day and not get tired of it. Well, it’s a year later, and I have not had a burger for 365 days. I’m on a roll.
One Year Without a Burger
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So that make more hamburgers for Wimpy. He'll gladly pay you Tuesday.
That picture alone would make NOT eating a cheeseburger impossible for me. You have great self control and you are looking good.
OMG! You are my hero!
Good for you! That's quite a feat. Congats!
With sesame seeds?
Wimpy is my friend….a guh-guh-guh-guh-guh.
That was my last burger…at Rouge…the best burger in the world. Wow, it's been a long year…but I'm onto Year 2 Sans Burger.
Michelle, I'm still eating bacon though…one thing at a time!
Thanks, Moni…I'm amazed because I am a burger lover. It's my absolute favorite, and I didn't think I'd last a week.
Pinky Bear, I'd have them any which way. Toasted bun with sesame seeds is to die for…problem was, I thought if I kept it up, I was gonna have that phrase come true.
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