I remembered this article at cracked.com ( pretty cool site btw ), and as I was having my meal to go it was the perfect moment to give it a try, I knew what I wanted to order, but I couldn’t straight up tell the cashier, this would need all my cooking skills at their peak, for the task wasn’t easy, I ordered a McBacon with small fries and coke and a McChicken sandwich.

I strolled to my girlfriends house, would I be able to create the ultimate meal ? would my arteries resist it ?

There at the table I was ready, I took the McBacon and separated the sandwich in half, the most difficult part was next, I unwrapped the McChicken, I put it on top of the first half of the McBacon ( the one containing the lower bun ), and after that I covered the result with the top McBacon half.

It was ready.

The McGangBang was ready.

I regretted my actions, I had brought a monster at this world, one capable of destroying hearths and stomaches, of leading men towards insanity, of crushing nations under it’s all powerful might.

It was I who created this monster, and it was my responsibility to destroy it.

I attacked.

The fight was though, the four layers of bread weakened me, dampened my senses, but I wouldn’t surrender, the fate of the world depended on me, I ripped apart the second layer of bread ( counting from bottom to top ), and it was there when I won, my senses weren’t damp anymore, I was stronger, faster, the monster wasn’t a match for me.

The world was saved, the people rejoiced, the menace that was the McGangBang was gone…

But for how long ? How long would this peace last ? how long before another monster was created by my hand ?

It is my destiny to be the maker and destroyer of these monstrosities, in an eternal struggle towards finding the ultimate creature.

Until then…Bon appetit.