My love of In-N-Out has been no secret to my roommates or to my family. I regularly make use of the secret menu to place my orders. Since I was in high school my favorite has been 3x1 animal style, with a medium lemonade. When I get fries I get them sans salt.

That said, one of my old roommates forwarded a particularly troubling order to emerge from a Las Vegas IN-N-Out we darkened one weekend during 2000. Yes, that order consists of 100 patties of meat, mingled with 100 american-cheese singles.

We are not amused. Truly, even I would never eat at In-N-Out again if I were compelled to ingest that . . . side of cow. The whole undertaking is documented in the blog of one of the bold consumers.