much more than burgers

  • Erina: It's just a burger.
  • Souma: Just a Burger? Just a burger. Erina, it's so much more than "just a burger." I mean... that first bite-oh, what heaven that first bite is. The bun, like a sesame freckled breast of an angel, resting gently on the ketchup and mustard below, flavors mingling in a seductive pas de deux. And then... a pickle! The most playful little pickle! Then a slice of tomato, a leaf of lettuce and a... a patty of ground beef so exquisite, swirling in your mouth, breaking apart, and combining again in a fugue of sweets and savor so delightful. This is no mere sandwich of grilled meat and toasted bread, Erina. This is God, speaking to us through food.
  • Erina: And you got our wedding vows off the internet.
  • JUGHEAD: Just a burger? Just a burger. Ronnie, it’s so much more than "just a burger." I mean…that first bite — oh, what heaven that first bite is! The bun, like a sesame freckled breast of an angel, resting gently on the ketchup and mustard below, flavors mingling in a seductive pas de deux. And then... a pickle! The most playful little pickle! Then a slice of tomato, a leaf of lettuce and a…a patty of ground beef so exquisite, swirling in your mouth, breaking apart, and combining again in a fugue of sweets and savor so delightful. This is no mere sandwich of grilled meat and toasted bread, Veronica. This is God, speaking to us through food.
  • BETTY: And you got our wedding vows off the internet?
Kicked Out {Poly!Hamilton x Reader}

Word Count: 1098

Summary: Good behavior is not something that you keep up with in public apparently.

Warnings: swearing, sexual innuendo, no real plot

“I pass this responsibility onto you.”

“You are literally just giving me your Burger King crown, Alex,” you say to him as he sits beside you.

You and the gang are sitting around one of the corner booths at the back of the fast food restaurant. Herc and Lafayette decided that they were hungry and wanted to go get food. Despite you and John telling them no with Alex just sitting by watching with a smirk, the boys just walked right out of the apartment. Flustered, you grabbed your bag and keys before rushing out after them with John and Alex right behind you. Hercules and Lafayette didn’t get very far; they were sitting right outside the door mumbling about how stupid they were to forget car keys. So, now you at the back of a Burger King with Alex making you take care of his papery cardboard hat.

“No no no,” he says defiantly in response, “this is much more important than a Burger King crown. It is the source of my life. If it breaks then so do I. I will no longer be if it does not remain whole.”

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  • James: Just a burger? Just a burger. Remus, it’s so much more than "just a burger." I mean…that first bite — oh, what heaven that first bite is! The bun, like a sesame freckled breast of an angel, resting gently on the ketchup and mustard below, flavors mingling in a seductive pas de deux. And then... a pickle! The most playful little pickle! Then a slice of tomato, a leaf of lettuce and a…a patty of ground beef so exquisite, swirling in your mouth, breaking apart, and combining again in a fugue of sweets and savor so delightful. This is no mere sandwich of grilled meat and toasted bread, Remus. This is God, speaking to us through food.
  • Lily: And you got our wedding vows off the internet?
Differences

Just something short I’m making for @sanspar This is about the Mini Red, so it will mostly be just cute fluff. Enjoy!


Rating: T (Teen.)
Warning: Strong language, Underfell, Underswap, smol bean red, TERRIBLE METHODS OF DEALING WITH THIS!
Characters:
Underfell Sans- Red
Underfell Papyrus- Edge / Fuckfell/ Boss
Underswap Sans- Blue/ Berry
Underswap Papyrus- Stretch/ Ash Trash/ Swapshit


“SANS GET YOUR LAZY ASS DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW OR I’LL BREAK THE DAMN DOOR DOWN AND GRAB YOU MYSELF!” Edges voice rang through the small house in Snowdin, so loud that the people walking by would be able to hear their argument. Edge didn’t seem to care though, too preoccupied with getting his lazy brother out of the house for their sentry duty.
“calm your shit boss! somethin’s wrong up here!” Red's’ voice is usually so much more laid back, but today there is a panicked undertone. The normally calm or just generally pissed off Red never sounded like that, and Edge quickly deduced that something was wrong with his older brother. Well something more than usual at least. He took initiative and began to stomp up the stairs. He always had to be dramatic, no matter the circumstance
“SANS IF YOU’RE JUST WASTING MY TIME AGAIN I SWEAR I’LL BEAT YOU INTO NEXT WEEK, AND THEN DO IT AGAIN! Internally practicing a monolog, He throws open Sans’ bedroom door and looks around. Edge then gasps, his eye sockets widening a bit. He then stifles his laughter, seeing what was just standing before him. There, Red stood at about half his normal size, his body seeming to have shrunk to the size of a toddler. However this didn’t stop him from being angry, and even with the aggravated face the older brother wore, it was too adorable to be recognized as angry.
“boss! what the fuck is wrong with me?! why am I so damn small?!” Red was seething, and looking up at his laughing brother just made it worse. He almost lashed out, only stopping when he remembered that this was Boss he was talking to. Red looked at the ground, a bit shocked when Edge lifted him up. He then began to walk, going downstairs and almost throwing Red into the kitchen chair.
“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO NOW YOU IDIOT? HOW THE HELL DO YOU EVEN DO THIS? DID YOU DRAIN TOO MUCH MAGIC? SHOULD I CALL THAT MAD SCIENTIST TO COME CHECK YOU OVER YOU WRETCH?’ Even in his time of need, Edge couldnt be nice to Red. That was just about as appealing as eating at the horrid bar his brother want to all the time. In short, it wasn’t. This would be about as close to being nice as he could get if Red wasn’t in immediate peril. However, he wasn’t expecting Red to look so panicked when he mentioned calling Alphys. Yeah she was kinda freaky, but with the right intimidation factor she could be persuaded to do what was wanted, just like everyone else when the skeleton brothers had anything to say about it. When they worked as a team, the fear tactic they employed was extraordinarily effective, just the way Edge wanted. However this would be more difficult, maybe even not possible with Red in such a state. With the older brother not responding, Edge began to speak again.
“ILL CALL SWAPSHIT AND HIS BROTHER. WE’LL FIND A WAY TO FIX THIS OKAY? BLUE WILL WATCH YOU WHILE ASH TRASH AND I FIGURE THIS OUT. GOT IT RUNT?” Red looked annoyed at the idea of being taken care of, but he went along with it for now. After all, there’s not much he had a choice in at the moment..


After a brief phone call, the Swaps agreed to come over. Stretch would try to find how to fix whatever the hell had happened to Red, and Blue would be the babysitter. Red wouldn’t stop complaining about the word.
“what do you mean i need a babysitter?! i’m not a fucking baby! i’m just small! i can take care of myself!” His choice of words were chastised immediately by Blue, who wasn’t fond of swearing. But no matter how much the now smallest skeleton complained, he wasn’t getting out of this one so easily.
“UNTIL WE FIND A CURE FOR YOU, YOU’RE NOT CAPABLE OF TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF NOW.”
“fuck you!’ But he couldn’t stop Ege from leaving him with Blue. However, he carried an all too familiar bag when he walked in. Well almost. The print was in bold, and across the brown paper bag read ‘MUFFETS’. Blue wore a smile as he handed it to Red, his voice annoyingly cheerful like always,
“RED! I FIGURED YOU WOULD BE HUNGRY SO I BROUGHT YOUR FAVORITE! HERE!’’ That was the moment Reds day finally seemed to be turning slightly better. He was handed a milkshake as well, and just shrugged as he began to drink it. As he sipped on the shake he reached into the bag to pull out a huge burger, so much bigger looking now that he was small. He just held it and started to drool, Blue glancing over at him with a bit of worry. However, Red couldn’t seem to care, just lifting up the burger and seeing it had a bunch of mustard. His eyes almost formed stars with how happy he was. It was like he had dusted and went to heaven. Then Red began to devour the burger, and it filled him up so much more than a normal burger would. Silently he thanked Blue, finishing his meal quickly. At this point,he didn’t care how long he stayed like this as long as he was given this much food all the time.

Just a burger?  Just a burger.  Tatsuya, it’s so much more than “just a burger.”  I mean…that first bite — oh, what heaven that first bite is!  The bun, like a sesame freckled breast of an angel, resting gently on the ketchup and mustard below, flavors mingling in a seductive pas de deux.  And then… a pickle!  The most playful little pickle!  Then a slice of tomato, a leaf of lettuce and a…a patty of ground beef so exquisite, swirling in your mouth, breaking apart, and combining again in a fugue of sweets and savor so delightful.  This is no mere sandwich of grilled meat and toasted bread, Tatsuya.  This is God, speaking to us through food.
—  Kagami Taiga

my great grandma was some kind of evil overlord so my friends and i teamed up to go kill her. we got to her cave/dungeon and i stabbed her with a cool looking knife. after that we went out and got burgers at midnight and i was much more upset about how bad my burger tasted than the fact that my great grandmother was dead.

Tomorrow is Totore’s birthday, and there a few people I love more than this man. Seven months my junior, born a world away, he is anyway my brother.

The industry we work in is hard - it is vain, narcissistic, cliquey, quick to pass judgement, yet throughout it all, I have known few as loyal as Toto, nobody quicker to give me words of encouragement, a stick to beat those black dogs away.

So on his birthday, I wish I was in Napoli to treat this man to dinner, to remind him that more than talent, more than chance, his dedication to his work has made him someone exceptional. If nothing more, it has made him my brother, although I know it has made him much more than that.

Totore - I will eat a burger for you tomorrow, with extra mayo, and look forward to seeing you again soon. Happy birthday, mio fratello.

Marshall: Just a burger? Just a burger. Robin, it’s so much more than “just a burger.” I mean…that first bite — oh, what heaven that first bite is! The bun, like a sesame freckled breast of an angel, resting gently on the ketchup and mustard below, flavors mingling in a seductive pas de deux. And then… a pickle! The most playful little pickle! Then a slice of tomato, a leaf of lettuce and a…a patty of ground beef so exquisite, swirling in your mouth, breaking apart, and combining again in a fugue of sweets and savor so delightful. This is no mere sandwich of grilled meat and toasted bread, Robin. This is God, speaking to us through food.
Lily: And you got our wedding vows off the internet?
—  How I Met Your Mother: Marshall Eriksen and Lily Aldrin - 04x02 The Best Burger in New York

anonymous asked:

Who cooks the meals??

It really depends. Dean was so psyched about the kitchen in the bunker when we moved in but he hasn’t been using it as much these days. He’s definitely more likely to make a burger or some old concoction of our dad’s than a salad, too. Sometimes I just really want some greens. So it depends. Dean still calls it ‘his kitchen’ and freaks out on me if I move anything, though. -Sam