As we finish up all the final tasks before this weeks launch, we thought a small peek behind the scenes was in order. Well, at least a look at what ends up happening after staying up for a few days. Marcus and I are like two escaped convicts- bound by handcuffs- when we're getting set up to release new stuff, working deranged hours and basically losing our minds. Over the years many strange food mutations have occurred in the dead of the night. Rising like a zombified cuisine from the unchecked hunger of two idiots comes.... "The Formanchie".
-One slice potato bread
-A smear of peanut butter
-Some older jam (nothing by Debbie Gibson)
-A fist full of crushed Fritos
-Four slices of Boar's Head pepperoni
-No other choices
Put all the above together and eat between 2AM-5AM for best shot at it actually tasting good.
Gross? Absolutely. Regrets? Maybe posting this.