No, not JET. The sausage.
You know your life is a tad fucked when the most exciting thing going on is breakfast sausage. That said, I just cooked it and it is sitting next to me ready to be eaten.
That’s right folks – quasi-live blueberry-sausage taste reporting. Only here.
And the first bite.
What the fuck is going on here? That’s definitely chicken sausage. Poor quality chicken sausage. There are hints of blueberry and maple syrup all throughout the sausage, but neither very strong or good.
Yeah. That was the worst sausage I have ever eaten.





