I’ve lost almost 20 pounds in the last year — you still reading? — and I cannot tell you the contempt I feel when I see lesser beings stuffing their mouths with French fries and T-bone steak and pain au chocolat. Pain au chocolat is my favorite thing on earth. If I am ever sentenced to death for, say, kicking a teenage boy on Rollerblades in front of a truck, I will be requesting it as my last meal.“Pain au chocolat, my dear warden, and a steaming cup of coffee, and you know what, since I won’t be getting on the scale tomorrow, make that two pain au chocolat. And for the family of that kid who darted in front of me at breakneck speed — the first ever my foot managed to connect with — I would like to say that my only regret is that he was not checking his texts while swerving through a crowded sidewalk, so that I might have rid society of not just one pestilence but two.”
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