Forgive Me Body For I Have Sinned

Once in a (long) while I crave something disgusting. Like a cigarette (not when I am pregnant) or a hotdog (when I am). But I let it pass because I know I will be sick if I succumb. Well, I have to purge myself of the grossest sin/betrayal of (food) principles in the last DECADE. I was hungry (surprise!) walking to tutoring. On my old block again (86 St.), I recalled when we would eat fast food like it was going out of style. Remember the cartoons on the big screen at the McDonald's on Third and 85 St.? Somewhere around 2001 I vowed to NEVER touch the shit again. How could I after reading Fast Food Nation and watching Super Size Me and countless other films on the crap they serve? Well, as I strolled past Burger King, now on the other side of 86 St., I just walked in. I almost ordered a hamburger, a Whopper. I felt a frenetic urge to eat crap. But I contained myself and ate their fish sandwich. When asked, "sandwich or meal?" I contained myself further and went for just the 1000 calorie sandwich. I inhaled it. And it tasted good. But I will not do that again for another decade. Sorry twins, but a little junk never hurt anybody right?