If you've got one foot in the grave and the other foot in a roller skate, you may as well eat stuff like that, and wash it down with whiskey and then smoke five packs of cigs a day between meals. That's what I'd do if I liked hamburgers, whiskey, or cigs. Note to self: Find vices that I can use in case it becomes necessary.
When I go to family style restaurants, I see that the hamburgers on the menu change pretty frequently. They keep getting bigger, and have more ingredients on them every time I see them. One day it's a double meat three kinds of cheese with bacon burger. The next day it's triple meat with more cheese and bacon, plus avocado and onion rings. Where will it end?