Carl's Jr. Home of the Mutherfucking anti-christ and the $6 cheeseburger.
I can't deny that it's good. Oh, bubby is it good. They've got avocado burgers, double bacon, western style and my new personal favorite the pastrami burger. If there is a world heavy weight king of burgers it is the pastrami burger. Enough meat to satisfy even Jenna Jameson. But, it's the worst of the worst health wise and only I could get a craving for this pile of cow guts at 10:30 at night. It began with a bead of sweat on my forehead and ended with me running to the bathroom at 5am. I spent so much time shitting my kidneys into the bowl that I had actually fallen asleep with streams of choco, pastrami sauce shooting out of my ass. I was rudely awoken at the conclusion of a homo-erotic dream with a strange taste in my mouth. Thankfully, it wasn't a salty shot of man goo but, instead a squirt of handsoap which had hit me in the cheek when my head hit the soap dispenser. I can only recall this horror story and hope that you, who are paying attention, stay away from Carl's Jr. and when possible avoid cruising the net for tranny porn before bed time.