Is someone asked me to describe my own hell, I’d probably start rattling off a tuneless ditty addressing a fiery land devoid of my favorite breakfast foods… foods like eggs, bacon, sugar, Lucky Charms, rice, gravy, porkchops, beefsteaks… the “staples.” Sadly, the following couple beat me to the punch (also not available in hell). They wrote “The Breakfast Song”, and performed their masterpiece on television’s answer to community college: a cable access station in Mississippi.
This video made the rounds on DListed and Videogum, however we could not overlook a song that paints the direst of afterlife circumstances on this here pro-breaky blog.
The only saving grace? Sounds to me like there are bagels in hell! See you at the shmear buffet!
