Eating with McGraw - When you eat outside like you’re being tortured by the weath

When you eat outside like you’re being tortured by the weather and you don’t care.

I ate my pizza in the snow and my tongue felt like it was on fire. McGraw, you’re a sadist.

I had to eat my sandwich in the cold because I was too lazy to put on a coat. McGraw, you’re a beast.

My soup was slush and my brain was confused. That’s Eating with McGraw.