Impromptu! Don't press the red button, Your Royal Panjandrum...
Allow me to paint a Picture Worthy of its celestial splendor. Picture, if you will. The heavens parting to reveal a burger joint so transcendent it makes the stars themselves jealous. Behold the grandeur of the inn out burger, where the aroma of sizzling beef and freshly baked buns permeates the cosmos, beckoning all who dare to taste its unparalleled glory
Deborah Pardes
@DBPardes · 0:21
Wow. I think. I think you might have clinched it here. I really do. I think now that you've explained it with such poetry and passion, they're not going to hit that button and they're going to go run off to the nose closest in and out burger and just get in line and chomp on down. Crazy. Crazy. But I think you did it. I think you did it