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The king of all comfort food. It’s basically the reason why bros exist, they eat it, they flex about it, and they don’t care if it’s 2 a. m. and they’re wearing pajamas.
My bro just ate mac and cheese out of a bucket like it was a trophy.
I had mac and cheese for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I’m basically a human macaroni.
He brought mac and cheese to the party. I brought a bro. We both won.