Burger v. Man

Arrival, and laying the foundation

Surprise surprise.

Prepare to meet your maker.

It's like an excavation.

Evidence of human defeat.

Blaaarrgh!

My last meal if ever on death row, no doubt. I've nicknamed this burger The Destructor. It's not just rare inside. It's raw. Served with a white onion, no tomato, and while the waitstaff offers ketchup, the use of it is frowned upon by me. As they say on the back nine, "Get in the hole!"