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Love how the car seats are reclined back so Jack can fit his massive gut.

The best deal is to just make your own fucking burgers. That's what I did for the fuck of it last night. Buttered buns and lightly toasted, and...

In a gurgling death rattle voice: "I've talked about it. I've talked about it. I've talked about it."

He cannot fucking stop talking about chilis it's so annoying. Also he got the chicken sandwich because I guess the burger wasn't calorie dense...

Jack's replaced going to the Murderchurch with going to the Church of Chili's. He's been proselytizing the place for months, now.

Jack's voice is some serious gargoyle ASRM. It's like rubbing sandpaper on gravel. "I thought I'd take you to see it!" Thanks, Jack!!! Never been...

'what are those, egg rolls?' it says right there on the menu, fat fuck. He actually can't read. Either he needs new glasses or his brain is too...

I know it shouldn't surprise me, but it really is just incredible how much of a hypocrite, narcissist, and a liar he is. He is always going on and...

I'm always amazed how much Fatty acts happy when there are fucking pictures on the menu. It's literally one of the laws of restaurants that...