So it seems like we didn't get enough burgers into us on the last trip. Eventually our cravings set in again. We determined that our urges for those soft, succulent, shiny buns full of oniony, cheesy and meaty goodness needed to be satisfied. So off to America we went. Again.
When we arrived, we were greeted at customs with'Oh, its you guys again. Here for some more burgers?' Well, almost. You know that disconcerting experience of entering into US customs and being suddenly plied with questions about the purpose of your trip? Well our purpose, Mr Customs Officer, is to eat burgers. Honest! If that doesn't get us across the border, nothing will.
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