Hello and welcome to another episode of Dear Kev, the show where I give you the best, worst advice on the planet.

As always, you can submit your question to Dear Cav at kevonstation.com.

With that first question, dear cab.

So I debated on whether or not to send this email for the longest time, but here we are.

I'm a 30-old woman who eats her burgers, all of them, all the time.

Wow, it seems weird to even type that out. Despite being caught while driving by strangers and who else knows, I've eaten them

since I was a child. And aside from it being socially unacceptable, I do not see any other issues.

They are at times flavorful.

I like the saltiness of them.

They provide me a sense of comfort.

And I like that is my little sticky secret.

And I like that it is my little sticky secret.

Do you think that I should stop?

Should I tell my husband, seek medical attention,

or should I just continue eating these little delectable green gooey monsters?

Bougars are gross.

Booger is a piece of dried nasal mucus.

Little dirt, little slimy stuff.

And you're like, nah, I'm going to eat that.

Here's the thing.

You're already married.

Okay, your husband, he either knows about it or he's watching this episode.

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