I had a big 14oz steak, 2 eggs, 3 pancakes, 1 hashbrown, 2 biscuits and a glass of Cherry Pepsi for breakfast yesterday, and it only cost me $12. I walked into the store, hungover and dressed in dirty sweatpants, I walked out in an Armani suit and a PhD in Physics.
....I just figured since we were on the subject of breakfast....
That's so hardcore it could be a Khan Tortion movie. I always knew you arabic guys were hard, but that's off the scale. I bet you could have knocked out Mike Tyson after that breakfast, and then eaten him. If I ever saw you in the street I would prostrate myself on the ground before you and beg forgiveness for being not worthy of inhabiting the same planet as you.
I'm ashamed of myself. I really am a one hit wonder. After the initial glory of my conquest, my inspired breakfast, I have become complacent and my culinary life has gone into a downward spiral. My breakfasts lately have consisted of cereals or just tea. The other day I tried to have a burger for lunch and couldnt manage the whole thing. How can I have let myself down so badly? The most hardcore thing I have managed since Christmas is some chinese takeaway leftovers. This is a strong warning against complacancy and laziness, kids. Just because you achieve something great doesnt mean that you can stop putting in the hard graft.