A Mars a day helps you blerk, rest and play!
Have a steak. Have a Kit Kat.
Snickers spatters thighs!
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7 comments:
The buttocks are bigger at Hungry Jacks.
If you lived on Mars, they'd be called ... Girth Bars.
KFC - Finger Stickin' (down throat) Good.
This is getting worse and worse.
McDonald's: I'm barfin' it!
(Yes, Gempires, you're right. Worse and worse!)
It's the yoghurt in Yogo that makes Yogo blow (chunks).
I've got the hots for what's in the jocks with the pox - Dominos.
That isn't even relevant.
And movies to accompany the food:
Days of Chunder
My Hurl (talkin' bout my hurl...)
The Sound of SpewSick
Cocktail - The Second Coming
etc.
Oh dear.
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