I am getting many of these:
I must take issue with your classification of “White Castle Stuffing” as the
worst food idea ever. As a native St. Louisan and a connoisseur of such
exquisite fare, I believe that the wonderful parapets of a White Castle will
be immediately visible after being admitted into Heaven by St. Peter. I
have partaken of the stuffing you so disdain and I can proudly say that I
not only survived, but rejoiced at the fact that some unknown but
certifiable genius had finally meshed the word “stuffing” with the final
product.
But there is only one true way to experience the nirvana that is White
Castle. After a night of good conversation, good pool & good beer with your
comrades at your neighborhood tavern, nothing beats “castles” by the dozen,
cheese fries and a chocolate shake. Try this once and your conversion to
“belly bombers” will be complete.