09 November 2008

Forgive me my arteries . . .

But I love my Taste-buds more.

I know than no one moves that precious fluid of life quite like you do, but I just can't get the same excitement and pleasure with you as I do with them whilst eating this grease burger.

Because, in the long run, instant gratification is more important to me than lasting satisfaction.

And as that pain in my chest radiates through my left arm I will think of thee, oh grease burger, and the time you and I had, all six minuets of it.

And as I slouch to the floor I will meet my end with one more thought most poetic:

'My life was a waste, but oh what a taste!'

After all, why live for the rest of my life when I can live for today?

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