Saturday, January 31

I Have No Equal?

I think too many people stick it to the man. So I try to limit my man sticking to a few choice actions.

Each morning I enjoy a cup of coffee. Much like Quentin Tarantino's character in Pulp Fiction, my wife Anne buys the gourmet shit. However I need a little sweetness with my premium Java, and I tend to reach for a sugar substitute.

This time last year I bought a box of Equal Sugar Substitute. It cost too much. And I announced that I would never buy it again.

Stay in a hotel? Take the complimentary packets.

Visit a coffee house? Stuff packets into my jacket pockets.

I'll take Splendor and Sweet 'n' Low, but Equal is where it's at.

And my stash is staying large.

Damn it feels good to be a gangster.

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