Over in Japan, McDonald’s has released something called a Mega Mac, which is like 50 beef patties and 100 slabs of cheese between two sticks of butter or something. And apparently they have one for every meal of the day (which, in my book, should include: breakfast, brunch, lunch, lupper, dinner, supper, evening snack, midnight snack and Last Call With Carson Daly snack). So some girl named Khalilah who had never had a Big Mac in her life decided to eat nothing but Mega Macs all day (she had a whopping three, big deal) and see how she felt. Here are some of her reactions:
I’m tired, with low energy, irritable, and I have an uncomfortable feeling in my stomach, with a metallic taste in my mouth after eating.
How in blazes was I to eat a hamburger that had four slices of meat, three slices of bread, a slice of cheese, and limp lettuce and pickles?
Even after the huge meal I felt no satisfaction at all. Just lazy, guilty, nauseated, and sleepy.
During this interesting but health detrimental quest, I learned that nothing beats a home cooked meal, that fast food is a definite killer, and that “you are what you eat.
Today was a mega tired day, a mega nauseous day, and a mega upset stomach day.
C’mon Khalilah. You’re saying this like it’s a bad thing. Everyone knows what their getting when they go to McDonald’s. You’re usually going to walk into one with a raging hangover that only 12 pounds of beef/shredded newspapers and a bucket of deep fried fries can cure. Then you’re going to waddle out of there in a zombie-esque stupor and so disgusting full you will resort to guttural grunts and snorts as your only form of communication. But, your hangover will be gone and you will be considering just a “couple” Happy Hour beers after work with some friends. Then you’ll end up “accidentally” shitting your pants in a cab at 3am. And tomorrow, the cycle will continue. This is how it works for everyone, right?