I am a terrible pig. Kind of like the cannibalistic cows in a Gary Larson cartoon, I’m all about eating the pork. One pork product in particular has aroused me to no end; aroused both my ire and my loins. The McRib sandwich from McDonalds. The McRib is a terrible scourge – the pork is nasty and processed and might even have the meat of 1,000 different pigs. But it’s also delicious. Like really really delicious. And it’s a “limited availability” product, which makes it so unbelievably alluring. I want one. Now. And no, I don’t care if I’m going to the eighth circle of pig hell (don’t ask me what type of pig makes it to circle #9 – but not even I am that damned). I just want my McRib.
