I hate getting a McDonald's. I'm not a McDonald's person: you just feel crap afterwards.
I still eat sushi, though I'm trying my best to have my last sushi roll.
I ate ostrich. I'm not very proud of it. I was going through a very experimental period and probably during foot and mouth. It was exquisite, but I felt very guilty.
I wish I was a guy who could have pancakes and bacon and cheesy eggs, but I'd curl up and pass out. I gotta start healthy or I'll be off the rails all day.
I don't know when the last time I had fried chicken was. Must've been years. As soon as I think about eating it, I think about the stomach ache I'd get.
After you eat a Hot Pocket, Everything will taste like rubber for a month!
I don't even know what my favourite food is anymore, as they are all such bad foods!
I've been stopped cold from eating another burger!
