This Ain't No Gas Station
This is The Meat Empire. Forget the memory of rushing into 7-11 to grab empty calories and a one-way ticket to a spicy trip to the john. Those little poser plasticine sacks of chemicals can't hold a candle to our Dröe Wors... let alone a match. One look at the marbling of these babies will get your salivary glands working harder than tugboat doing 100 knots. One taste will catapult you into a cloud-9 euphoria that only ends when you wake up from bliss hours later.
This is not a joke. This is not a gas station.
This is The Meat Empire.
EASY/ TRANSPORTABLE/ CLEAN/ DELICIOUS/ TENDER/ NOTHING BUT THE REALNESS