Why do I do this to myself?

It's waaaay past lunch time, I haven't eaten since breakfast at 7am, and I am so hungry I could eat a buttered rug.
"The very next place I see", I mutter to myself.
Guess what? It's always one of THESE places.
I devour the burger and fries like the starving man I am
About an hour later, my stomach complains, "why do you do this to yourself?"


Ah well. Until tomorrow....