After 10:00PM, Au Bon Pain sells two pastries for the price of one. A fat boy cannot pass up two pastries for the price of one. So, I grab a Coke and two day-old cheese danishes.
While the cashier keys in the two for one special, guess who gets behind me in line wanting a coffee fix?
Yes, the track star, the fit heptathelete looking stunning. Two cheese danishes and a Coke, I will always be a fat boy. (If I only had my plunger...)
I was never an athlete. I was an offensive lineman who threw shotput.
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