There are three ways to get from home to work, and vice versa.
Route number one takes me past Dunkin Donuts/Baskin Robbins.
Route number two takes me past KFC.
Route number three takes me past a Harley Davidson dealership and they’re about to open a Popeye’s Fried Chicken Franchise there, too.
I’m a healthy guy. Part of that though was living out in the sticks where you had to go out of your way to find junk food.
Now I’m suffering temptation.
I love the Colonel’s four piece extra crispy family meal with two sides and biscuits. Sometimes on the way home, I’ll get it.
Have you ever tried to go for a 5-7 mile run with four pieces of KFC, 2 biscuits, mashed potatos with gravy and corn in your stomach?
Sometimes I find myself taking the Dunkin’ Donuts route on the way to work and the KFC one on the way home. That’s a bad day.
I think the thing to do is to overindulge as much as possible. There was this time when a new Chinese restaurant opened that had great General Tso’s chicken. I had that every day for lunch for about 6 months before I had complete overload, and now I have no desire for it at all.
What if it takes 6 months of KFC DD every day?
Can you live that long on that stuff?
And what about Popeye’s? I have a really weak spot for that stuff. It’s so good. Biscuits and spice. Oh man. And, the Harley dealership. I can’t afford to die, but with that Harley dealership there how long will I be able to drive by it without succumbing to a hog?
I guess the only high note is that all three routes take you to the main road to my house, and there’s a funeral parlor on that.