Dunkin Donuts' obscene new breakfast sandwich greeted me when I visited to get my poor man's latte (coffee with squirts of mocha and caramel with cream) as an excuse to get out of my dungeon for a moment. At first glance it looked vaguely sexual, but that's just good(?) marketing. Of course my next though was, "I want those disgusting, glistening bits of sausage in my mouth." Eventually I saw the sandwich for what it really was, a protein pontoon boat ready to deliciously float through my digestive tract like a barbeque party in the middle of a lake. I wonder how it will hold up to the Big n' Toasty.
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