By lunch it became much worse.

– Shut your a$$ and eat!

Ve vill hav to make das best of der wurst.

Sorry I just can’t stomach it.

As long as there’s bacon, it’s A OK.

One needs fortitude to eat them.

How do you want your coffee? Black, white, or intravenous?

Such little things are the bane of my life marie

– Waiter, there are weenies in my intestine!
– Well, gastro enter it is, Sir.

BTW. Those brown things in one of the trays in the Bain-marie, aren’t really hash-browns.

Testes like a hot dog

Looks like an inside joke to me.

This breakfast has been passed by the health inspector.

It’s an alimentary mistake.

– Come on darling, we are the visitors of leave.

Hmm… fried bacon!

I’ll colon the waiter for seconds.

It’s called The Beatles Breakfast.

It is guarranteed to makr ya ringo.

Sehr gut!

Bacon is the number 1 choice, the other one is number 2.

Great with kidney beans.

A breakfast fit for a king.

EAT A QUEEN!

WcDonald’s?

Sausages: What they wrap them in is only the beginning.

Old saying: There are two things you don’t want to see made: sausages or laws.

– Could you please stop moving my bowel, honey?

@Seventy2rd o clock did the constant bowel movement make you irritable? 🙂

Proudly served by Dic-fil-a.

Sun Yat Sen’s revenge

Can’t find a seat here? Alright lemme get a stool for you.

Marum | 4:40 am: After an hour on the john, though, the experience begins to pall, by George!

The catch is the bacon comes with a side of botulism.

Tastes like E coli