From rats to theories about how to deal with human obesity,
that’s the story of this sizzle. It’s true, fatty foods might well be
addictive. They might even taste so good
that you’d want them again, and yop, again.
Well then, now is the time to open up a Bacon Den of
Iniquity. Don't you think? Let's
advertise the dark, sinister, sexy side of bacon and lure in people with deep
fried cheese cake squares whilst our clients are treated to the sound of bacon
sizzling as a teaser (and in the back room we're actually shredding paper - it
makes the same sound) and then whilst they think they're about to indulge in a
sinister delight, we serve them tofu strips, with all the markings of marbled
bacon on it and create a sensuous fury and flurry of
Well I cannot continue in this vein. I took a break, sat
back, a sip of tea and looked on my desk. Staring me square in the face is a
big brown floppy teddy bear. Why is it there on my desk? Because I was, hopelessly as it turned out,
trying to figure out how to use the one size fits all cat harness on it - so
that I didn't have to put Molly and myself through the torture of a live
fitting. This bear does not bear any resemblance to a cat or Molly, but it was
the closest stuffed animal I could find. I'm afraid to say that it wasn't the
bear's fault that I couldn't succeed with the harness. It was as complicated to
me as imagining a bacon/opium den of iniquity that was made out of tofu.
My life is either getting more complicated or my brain has been
reduced to its lowest level of simplicity.
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