Greasy and perfect, my hangover says YES.
There's always a bitter-sweetness about going to Denny's after a massive night out and not enough hydrating. Firstly, you are handed a pretty chunky menu and have the option of a mind-blowing amount of food (if you're one of those people who can't eat anywhere where there's 7 things on the menu, then trust in Denny's) and you immediately find most of them to be items you want to eat immediately. Then you and your two friends have to order, and before you know it your table looks something like this:
3 glasses of tap water and jug, three sodas, a milkshake and two hot chocolates, a pitcher of beer. Two orders of onion rings and a bowl of fries, plus a bowl of cheese and bacon fries with ranch on the side. 1 burger with everything, a veggie omlette, a large juicy steak (medium rare) and some pancakes. Another milkshake. Two orders of icecream and two opened cartons of Marboro reds with phone numbers written all over them. Three fat munters who have lost the ability to speak through gluttony. One reasonable bill stuffed with last night's loose change.