This breakfast is not just any breakfast. It's a harbinger of doom. A sign that the world has finally succumbed to the eternal lunch that never ends.
It starts with a fried egg, a beacon of hope in a world gone mad. A reminder that even in the darkest of times, there's always room for a little protein.
But don't be fooled, the real horror is yet to come. The bacon, crispy and smoky, a flavor that'll haunt your dreams. The toast, a crispy shroud of despair. The hash browns, a crunchy tomb of regret.
And then there's the coffee, a dark and foreboding brew that'll suck the life from your soul.
You may think you can handle it, but trust me, you can't. You'll be begging for more, but there won't be any more. The eternal lunch will consume you, body and soul.
So, if you're not ready, don't click here. But if you're brave, or foolhardy, then proceed.
But don't say I didn't warn you...