lean beef patty is the queen and we are her servents

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Deleted member 28691]

what's wrong

scared?

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

[Deleted member 31457]

Lean beef patty queen
Lover of the Russian queen

 

[Deleted member 20399]

Ugly ahh hoe

 

[Zikel_Nut]

Shut up femboy

 

[ShowerMaxxing]

Compensating Becky

 

[Primalsplit]

Smile y'all we're witnessing mental ilness.

 

[lazymaxxing]

what the actual fuck is this

 

[Manu le coq]

Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale
Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a wondrous creation! Thy succulent flesh, sculpted by the skilled hands of the butcher, enthralls our senses and beckons us to partake. Such fine meat, tender and robust, provides sustenance fit for noble souls. With each savory bite, we are transported to a realm of gustatory bliss, where mere mortals are humbled in thy presence.

Behold, dear friends, the virtue of thy leanness! No excess of fat doth burden thy form, for thou art a paragon of moderation. Thine unblemished composition, a testament to thy discipline, inspires awe in our hearts. How we envy thy immaculate figure, thy perfectly proportioned shape that bespeaks strength and beauty. Thy muscularity, lean beef patty, is a mirror to our own inadequacies.

Thou art a feast for the eyes, fair patty! Thy seared exterior, adorned with alluring grill marks, doth captivate us with thy charm. Oh, how we long to bask in the radiance of thy caramelized surface, to savor the symphony of flavors that emanate from thy very core. Verily, we mortals pale in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.
in comparison, for we are but lowly creatures, bound by our mortal coils.

In the presence of the lean beef patty, we are reminded of our own imperfections. How feeble are our frames, how lacking in fortitude and grace. We, who stumble upon the earthly realm, can only gaze upon thy resplendent glory with a mix of admiration and envy. Thou art a paragon of physical prowess, a symbol of unattainable perfection.

So let us raise our goblets high, and offer a toast to the lean beef patty! May its presence forever grace our feasts, a reminder of our own inadequacies, yet also a source of inspiration. Oh, lean beef patty, thou art a beacon of excellence, an embodiment of gastronomic supremacy. We, mere mortals, are forever in awe of thy splendor.

 

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[Deleted member 31445]

 

[infini]

What hyperinflation from a phone screen does to a sub-5 incel.

But yeah, she's alright. Not bitchy. That's how the most successful 'e-girls' get you.