Sunday, January 06, 2008


noun. Eggs, blintzes, coffee, OJ, grits, and sweet, merciful, all-knowing bacon. Bacon…only you know what’s in my heart, as you slowly destroy it.

Real citation: “Two feeds of FEEESH and two feeds of general breakfastude."
(Aug. 2, 2004,

Made-up citation: “After a hangover, I love wallowing in breakfastude. If I could sleep it off in a giant stack of Swedish pancakes, I would.”

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