My onion eyes open and I scream. It was all a dream. I'm still a hot ass burger, not a fake baked, Guy Fieri loving chick. I'm just some smoked beef waiting for my own Guy Fieri to sweep me off my buns and slather me with ketchup.
If Guy Fieri can eat me in my dreams, he can eat me in reality. I'll always wait for him in this kitchen.
-Love, just another burger with a dream
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Triple D: Dark, Dangerous, and Delicious
FanfictionGuy Fieri was just a man of my dreams. That is, until he showed up in my hair salon and asked me to lighten him up.
