Hamburger Patty

It’s been six hours and I’m still not dead, so I guess I’ll be okay.  A frozen hamburger patty thawed out on my countertop last night, and I ate it for lunch today.  I didn’t mean to leave it out, I just forgot about it.  So I ate it.

I felt bad for it.  I didn’t want it to feel like how I always used to feel in the school yard when I was the last guy picked on my football team.  I didn’t want this patty to grow up with a chip on its shoulder.  I wanted it to WANT to be eaten… and it was… and I’m okay with that.

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