As I approached the salad bar to take an orange or ten, a girl walked past, and in a voice that was barely audible, almost surreal, remarked, "Don't eat the salad; there is a cockroach in there."
How alarming was I to face this reality. I convinced myself that despite the diseases that could be carried by these creatures, they are a small source of protein - although, I'm not paying for unclean food...
So, I sit here and eat my salad, with this grotesque image embedded in my memory, of a lovely little bit of protein waltzing around in my salad greens.
Take it or leave it, but at least compare your healthy desires with the lesser ones and make an executive decision on which evil of the two you will choose: fried grease or unclean healthiness.
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