Dang it, In-N-Out! Why must you always lure me back in with your buttery buns? Somehow I can't resist your inexpensive patties and crisp green lettuce... not to mention your sauce. Delish, I say.
You've even managed to make me start enjoying your odd french fries. I can't understand it, though I'm sure it's along the lines of sorcery or Jedi mind trickery.
So why when there are a thousand other burger joints out there do I keep coming back to you? I'm ashamed of myself. But not really.
And at this point, I'm not sure if it's me or you. Whatever the case, we both know I'll be back.