I sat on the couch and ate chocolate instead of going to the gym.
That's an equal trade, right?
I mean, it's kind of a service I provide to my kids. Someone has to eat all that Easter candy, and they aren't allowed to because of the threat of childhood obesity and diabetes and whatnot.
I had big dreams of throwing away two pieces for every one I eat, but that kind of nonsense is for jerks.
I can quit whenever I want to.
Or when it's gone, whichever comes first.
|Yeah. I'm totally gonna eat them all.|