Fat Tuesday

Only 3 hours and 55 minutes left to gorge myself. If you hear a tearing sound followed by a loud boom its only my abdomen splitting open to let my entrails spew across the floor. I am actually looking forward to an austere Lent. But I think I should be able to find room to fill the remaining voids in my alimentary canal with a banana milkshake from Checkers. No sense rushing in to this.