Each and every morning on the way to the river I eat a small six pack of the little Hostess chocolate covered doughnuts, and a Hostess blackberry pie. Wash it all down with an entire pot of coffee, and you're good to go til at least 9 a.m.. I then binge on Snickers, Butterfingers, Jolly Ranchers, Gummi Worms, Doritos, and whatever other garbage I can get my hands on to get me by until lunchtime. Lunch is just a relative term, as it usually just consists of even more Doritos, and maybe a pop or two. By the end of the day I'm speaking in tongues that only Bill Herzog would understand, and it's all good.