29/05/2026
There comes a point in adulthood when you stop judging the Hamburglar and start understanding him.
As a kid I thought:
“Why doesn’t he just buy a burger?”
As an adult I know the answer is:
Because life has been kicking him in the kidneys since Tuesday.
The poor bloke wasn’t running a criminal empire.
He was overwhelmed.
One mildly inconvenient email away from throwing on a striped outfit and making increasingly questionable decisions involving cheeseburgers.
Honestly, same.
So today, in honour of Hamburger Day, I shall be celebrating the way nature intended:
By pretending burgers contain all five food groups and that melted cheese is a recognised coping strategy.
If anyone asks, this is wellness.
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