I went to Krystal late last night with my brother and happened to notice a blurb on the side of a box...
"Strike up the band and revel in this. You know what it takes to bring your taste buds to life. So go ahead and throw down on me. I'm like a Mardi Gras for your mouth!"
All I could think was, "I'm not sure I like the taste of booze, sweat, and piss."
