I am too lazy to type much tonight as I might have committed career suicide today and there is no one around to talk about it with so I’m going to post some pictures from the trip.
Voodoo doughnuts is a MUST STOP if you are in Portland.
Yes that is bacon on top of that maple long john. I ate it and I am a better person because I did.
The boy took down the Tex Ass.
The rest of the Voodoo dozen. Cereal smashed into the frosting as well as candy bars and all other sorts of goodness.
Two days later he decided to take down a cinnamon roll the size of his upper torso. If you blow the picture up you will notice the giant glob of butter melting into the behemoth.
He shocked Liza by killing the whole thing.