What I'd Eat Right Now If I Wasn't A Vegetarian

Lobster From Any Place In Puerto Nuevo, Mexico

Not pictured: the best god damn tortillas I’ve ever had ever in life ever, but that doesn’t matter. DAT CHOLESTEROL.

I don’t care who makes it. Pork skin is motherfuckin’ pork skin.

Las Vegas, NV

You have no idea.

Never enough play.

I like my hot dogs how I like my women: called Frank.

Roscoe’s Country Boy if you’re nasty.

This after seeing and wanting to fap to a lobster roll from the Lobsta Truck.

Oh, say, about five of these.

I’m all for naan, but I’m in the mood for rice today.

Get outta here with that Haribo and Trolli garbage.