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I’m not going to sit here on my high horse because (1) I don’t own a horse and (2) why in the hambone would I get high on a horse? That’s like getting drunk on a zebra. Makes no damn sense.
But figuratively I won’t get on my high horse and tell you how bad or good fast food is for you. All I’m going to do is strip down this ‘ol McDonald’s Bacon Egg and Cheese Biscuit and let you decide what kind of horse you’d like to saddle.
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I never eat those without ketchup and a big old cup of Coke. It doesn’t feel right otherwise