Everybody knows too much fat in your diet is bad for you, so let’s just skip the gruesome details (heart disease). We’re not going to bore you with a whole list of reasons why you need to cut down on fat (diabetes). The last thing you need is another diatribe about the hazards of too many chili dogs (high blood pressure). Because, damn it, you want to look on the bright side of life (cancer). Right?
Right. Are we not men? Do we not crave calzones and T-bones and Dad’s chili con carne recipe, fiery hot and loaded with ground chuck? We do! And we will eat these and revel in the greasy and deliciously unhealthy flavors and march to those counters at those shopping malls and outlet stores and proudly declare, “I’d like the size 38 relaxed-fit stretch jeans, please.”
All right, look. You eat too much fat. I eat too much fat. We’re guys. It’s what we do. And we have no intention of cutting out the best things in life just so we can love longer, but more miserably. Still, though, it’d be nice to fit into last fall’s pants again. And sticking around long enough to parry at your grandkid’s fraternity is an admirable goal.
Right. Are we not men? Do we not crave calzones and T-bones and Dad’s chili con carne recipe, fiery hot and loaded with ground chuck? We do! And we will eat these and revel in the greasy and deliciously unhealthy flavors and march to those counters at those shopping malls and outlet stores and proudly declare, “I’d like the size 38 relaxed-fit stretch jeans, please.”
All right, look. You eat too much fat. I eat too much fat. We’re guys. It’s what we do. And we have no intention of cutting out the best things in life just so we can love longer, but more miserably. Still, though, it’d be nice to fit into last fall’s pants again. And sticking around long enough to parry at your grandkid’s fraternity is an admirable goal.
