They left him broken...

...they left him broken, writhing in pain, and bleeding from the anus.

You will understand shortly as to why this title works on many levels. You see, today I was faced with the scourge of all of Western Civilisation. Namely...the All Beef Chilli Dog made by Piller's on Mac Campus. They sit there and taunt you, 'hey you! yeah, you with the glasses and the dancing hair! come here! you know that you want me. you want to eat me, you know that you do. come here. be persuaded by the power of the kidney bean.' and then they have you, you're shelling out your hard earned money for that little bit of temptation. The Chilli Dog is truly the spawn of Satan, but it tastes soooooo scrump-diddly-umptuous.

Not only do you pay for it when you buy it, you also pay for it a few hours later, leaving you writhing in pain. Also, the damn thing cost $7.50 plus tax (although it did include a 600 mL Coke), which brings me to wonder how exactly all the Residence students are supposed to subsist on 15 dollars a day? erg....