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I want to talk about something mundane. I ate a Hardee's Thickburger tonight, and while I've had them before, it was heavenly. This burger was so good, it ought to be dogmatically defined. I'm not even pulling your chain.
I guess I'm supposed to be worried about "sustainability" or some such, but the only thing I care about sustaining right now is Hardee's Restaurants and their delicious burgers. I can recall when Hardee's discontinued their fried chicken as a prelude to becoming The Den Of Freakishly Large And Life-Shortening Burgers, and I don't mind saying that I was mad. I'm not saying it rivaled KFC or anything, but I loved it. CEO Andy, I was fully ready to call that a huge mistake, but then, they came. I doubt I'll ever recover.
And a lot of places offer curly-fries, but when I think of them, it's the Hardee's fries that come to mind. And it's not to say that the regular fresh-cut fries are bad. In fact, they have that rare combination of crisp-hot-salty-soft only surpassed by the overlords at McDonald's. Yet that only demonstrates the mind-blowing perfection of said curly-fries; you have to order them.
I would be a liar if I said that I failed to notice their salacious advertising. In the first place, while I salute them for locating the impulse to reproduce and the desire for food in the appetitive power, I should say that I'm not equipped to enjoy a delicious burger and make love at the same time, so I'm not sure what the point is. And no matter what else I might say, eating is not allowed in my bed.

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