My Contribution To "So You Don't Have To" Science

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Several friends and I have been experimenting with the concept of the Luther Burger for a month or so now.  I have decided to make my contribution to the body of knowledge accumulated thus far.

This is dedicated to Mr. Benjamin sTone who, because our Internet Monkey King loves us, does so many things So We Don't Have To.  You'll always be my Fly Girl, benchilada .

Disclaimer: I had to perform all my own photography and stunts without the assistance of a Lovely Wife Sara (LWS).  I do not have a LWS.  In fact I waited until robyngoodfelloe  was out of the house so she wouldn't stop me.  As it is, the pictorial evidence of what I've done is limiting my smooch availability.  Ah, what I do for science.

Apparatus:
Now, you might be asking yourself "Why is there a Weinerschnitzel chili cheese dog sitting next to a chocolate glazed custard filled bar?"



Preparation:

Place paper beneath the preparation surface to catch chili and custard that goes astray.  In fact, its not a bad idea to put down plastic Gallagher-style prior to consumption.

Using an Unnecessarily Large Knife (following the sTone Method) make a ventral incision on the bar at the custard orifice.  Continue cutting until the bar can be opened like a hot dog bun.

Iteration 1:


Then, with great care, place the chili cheese dog gently into the exposed custard.

Iteration 2:


Proceeding with all due caution, commence to consuming. 

Results:


No, that isn't spooge glistening on my right cheek.  It's custard.

Discussion:
Flavor wasn't actually bad, just very confusing.  A bite of chili cheese custard chocolate bar dog activates the entire suite of taste buds.  The aftertastes kept coming one after another but they were all good flavors, just not in such quick succession.  If flavor could have a strobe effect, this was it.

It left me feeling unclean, like there was a fine layer of greasy grime over my entire body.  In actuality, this effect only encompassed my hands and face.  About 15 minutes later my joints started hurting for some reason but that could just be the Weinerschnitzel Magic.

Other Side Effects: Hurra Torpedo's version of "Total Eclipse of the Heart" and the name Thucydides, but pronounced Thuck-a-diddies, repeated in my head endlessly.

Conclusion:
I will not repeat this particular experiment.  Several senile diaper wearing months from the end of my life have been lost to this meal.  The end of my life is also probably sooner too.

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Custard topped beer battered fish, with chips and bacon. smothered in cheese.