It taste good though. I mean not Burger King. I actually got Burger King the other day. I never used to eat it, but as I was driving my up to my college to start my university experience I stopped and ate there. It was sign of things to come. Little did I know there would be one on campus. Directly next to my dorm. Little did I know it would be the only thing open late and that I could use my student meal plan money to eat. So when I say I ate a lot of Burger King in college. There were times I ate it every day for months. I ate everything on the menu a hundred times. Every new concoction they had. I fucked one of the black girls behind the counter. I’d been in there high on every drug from acid to Xanax. I never liked Burger King and never ate it before I went to school. Iv eatin it once since. The last time I ate it it was like my brain was flooded with memories. I suddenly remembered things I hadn’t thought of in so long. It tasted like memories. That’s what Burger King is to me. Oh look, I just noticed your name is memory ghost, how appropriate