yeah you hate me like you hate big, juicy perfectly grilled steaks, done just right so that those little lines from the grill just melt into little pools of smoky flavour when they touch your tongue, mixing just right with the mushroom sauce oozing through the prongs of your fork, mingling with the juices from your steak like a silver ribbon of indulgence, setting off the nutty flavour of the baked potato side dish that you...
oh. wait. sorry. forgot. diet
by the way...oooooooo! nice arms!