Can there really be such a thing as too much cheese?

Quite possibly.

Well. That which does not kill me…

Honestly, the cheese really is too much. You could literally form the cheese into a patty of equal or greater size than the burger itself. I don’t believe I’ll need to eat for the next week or more. A damned fine burger – one of the best, but the sheer amount of cheese simply prevents it from being the best.

Thusfar, that honor goes to Ford’s. The rankings then proceed as Squeeze In, Nationwide.

Anyway, one of the more curious events of the day was sitting next to a parked car, underneath which sat a small grey cat. And this cat is why LOLcats just aren’t funny anymore. The cat, clearly female, wasn’t an obese cat, but nor was she underfed. For being stray, she certainly didn’t appear to be in bad shape at a glance.

And yet there was something disturbing about this cat. Perhaps it was the way she swayed from side to side; perhaps it was the unnerving random panting. Perhaps it was the sickly look…

I’ve now seen what a diet of presumably nothing but cheezburgrz can do to a cat.

Gods help us all.