Sunday: butter
At lunch on Friday I ate a small cup of butter for $20 on a dare. It was about two and a half big spoonfuls. It wasn't so much the thought of eating all that butter that was a problem as it was wondering if it would all go to my hips. I hesitated, and it looked like Joel was going to jump in, so I had to do it. It is hard for me to resist a dare. I should be eating nothing but celery for the rest of the week.
It's been two days and the butter jokes are still flying.
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