3AM MOTHERFUCKIN’ NACHOS.
I realized I hadn’t eaten in nearly two days, and while skyping with my lovely boyfriend, I was suddenly famished. I rushed to the kitchen to throw together whatever I could find. I had a can of black beans, BUT NO CAN OPENER! So, naturally I used a beer bottle opener and forced that bastard can opened. Five minutes later, I have an articulate pile of penguin poop.
YUM.
