This work of culinary art looks like it’s been taken over by one of those horrifying parasitic organisms you only see in National Geographic magazine, like there’s an evolved species of Mandarin orange that lays its fruit babies inside your skin and three days later you’re covered in tangy pustules and uncontrollably shitting citrus slices.
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Just look at this mess. You’d think that a bacon volcano encased in a crispy pastry crust would be the greatest artery-cloggingest meal ever but the ’70’s managed to turn what could have been a majestic death wish into a sad, dried-out, slumped-over cone of wretchedness. 16 more words