So I follow Stephen Colbert on Twitter because he’s hilarious, obviously. And yesterday he tweeted that he wished there was a meal between breakfast and brunch. So what do I do? I respond with what seemed like seemed a perfectly good answer. Not even thinking that I have no business responding to Stephen Colbert in the first place. I tell him that there is a meal between the two, called “second breakfast.” Moments later I remember that this is actually what the hobbits call it and that it doesn’t actually exist, unless you live in Middle Earth. Fucking Lord of the Rings. I swear to God I used to be cool.
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no, this makes you cool!
I just came across your blog by chance. Actually, there is a real thing called second breakfast. They do it in Bavaria (ya know, in Germany). Second breakfast consists of sausages and beer. I’m not kidding. I went to one during a FAM trip in Munich.