Back in the day when I fed myself by way of being a bike wrench, I once referred to a riding of one my new bikes as “better than sex.”  One of the other mechanics responded by saying “either you have never had sex or you need to find a new bitch.”  ‘though that his smack-down was so epic that I rarely refer to as anything as “better than sex” anymore.  All that said, Bender’s cheesy tater tots are better than sex.  Okay, not literally, but these tots are no Capp Street Hooker of the culinary world.  Four kinds of cheese melted on top of milf fucking tater tots.  As you can see from my crappy picture, I nearly finished the basked before I figured the internet might care about what I had for dinner last night.  So good I put something ahead of the internet.  That’s some serious shit right there.

Be sure to pour a little bit of your Czechvar out for our bovine brethren.