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Granted. You go out to a nice restraunt and order a pork chop. It's delicious. It's the best pork chop you ever had. It's so good, in fact, that you order two more. They are somehow even better than the first. You are in heaven. Moans of pleasure are heard throughout the restraunt as you mow down on your chops. You are stuffed full, but you have to have one more. You can't help yourself! So you order one last one. It's somehow even better! You are amazed! You are almost in tears at the amazing pork chops that you will have this evening, and you do start to cry when they tell you the restraunt is closing. You go back the next day as soon as they open, and order 5 more, and each is even better than the previous one. You spend the whole day there eating pork chops and not going to work, and the following week is the same. Pork chops from open till close, you just can't get enough!
Then you realize that you have put on 60 pounds, but you don't care. You have to have your pork chops. They are simply amazing.
But you get fired from your job, and your friends start to get very worried. At the end of the month, you have trippled in weight, lost your job, and sold your car and your house to fund your habit... Finally your friends try to help you, but you tell them all that you can quit whenever you want, but you secretly know that you can't. Then the money runs out. The restraunt serves you for one more day till they realize that you can't pay your bill, and they call the police. When the police show up, you make a run for it and dive out the window, and jump into the river. As you float downstream, the police radio ahead to try to catch you. You realize this and swim to the bank and crawl out into the woods, where you can hear the choppers overhead and the dogs already on your trail. You run deeper and deeper into the forest, dodging shrubs and low-hanging tree branches, until you fall down a hill. As you lay at the bottom, broken and battered, you finally realize that you threw your whole life away for a pork chop. With your last breath, you curse the very food that brought so much joy to you and so much sorrow to those closest to you...
I wish someone will top that!
12-05-08 01:42 PM
Sounds like you're speaking from experience.. LOL
