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2003-06-04 - 2:38 p.m.
The food section at the paper I work for is doing a story on the area's best ham/cheeseburgers so as a result I have eaten two in the past week.
Hours beforehand I start craving the meaty cheesy mess and by the time it's it my hands I am literally quivering with excitement.
Then I bite into it.
Why was I so hot for this sordid patty of annhilated meat? Did the bun blind me with it's toasty roundness? Were the pickles and tomatoes in league to seduce me? Did I really want the inside of my mouth to taste like a dumpster in 4 hours?
What does it mean to want something that isn't good?
And should I have gotten the onion rings with it?