Luther Vandross died doing what he loved.
Having a heart attack.
Also, I heard he invented this burger (which is here, displayed side-ways because I’m lazy).
My boyfriends and I made it today, and then ate it. It was magnificent.
Only problem* is, I forgot to take my cotazyms to Whaley’s house, so I didn’t actually absorb any of the fat from this thing. I await the consequences, and the future poop that will make me lose 10 lbs.
*”problem”. I didn’t do it on purpose but… Damn was it fortuitous.