Once upon a time a naive mid 20s male heard a tale whispered in cliques so private, so exclusive that at one point, only the parmy itself knew that it existed. But with great size comes great notoriety. And with the mission in mind I set forth to parmy Thursdays at the factory. Rightly named, the Tsunami parmy is a high tide of cheese, a furious swell of chicken and a shore dump of ham on the bone and when I say shore dump I mean whole pigs. A mere mortal could not defeat such a beast, but only someone of superhuman strength that is not only physical strength but strength of the mind and soul, my kinsmen I present the tsunami parmy. Not one, not two, but three entire parmys stacked one another with a healthy serve of chips. 25 bangs. Thursdays only
Posted on: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 11:14:33 +0000
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