it's a fast life

I love junk food. I'm not talking about the love that everyone keeps deep inside of them and only lets out on when we come across candy bowls in waiting rooms. I mean the type of love that keeps me on the know how about every new candy bar, c the latest chips and new meals the burger joints like McDonalds and BK release every week or so. It recently became apparent to me that I have a problem. I am extremely susceptible to advertising and almost like a Pavlovian dog I go immediately in search of whatever food is presented to me on TV. BK cilantro lime fish sandwich here, a Wendy's Bacon Bleu there and I like to top it all off with a Route 66 from Sonic. I look up to guys like Adam Richman and would marry him in a hot second. Food is love and my point is that it doesn't have to be high quality to be delicious.