This Ain't No Gas Station

This is The Meat Empire.  Forget the memory of rushing into 7-11 to grab empty calories and a one-way ticket to a spicy trip to the john.  Those little poser plasticine sacks of chemicals can't hold a candle to our Dröe Wors... let alone a match.  One look at the marbling of these babies will get your salivary glands working harder than tugboat doing 100 knots.  One taste will catapult you into a cloud-9 euphoria that only ends when you wake up from bliss hours later.  

This is not a joke.  This is not a gas station.  

This is The Meat Empire.

EASY/ TRANSPORTABLE/ CLEAN/ DELICIOUS/ TENDER/  NOTHING BUT THE REALNESS