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The chef hates to cook, it is the central irony of his life. At home he eats cereal, watching cooking shows while swearing at the television

I told the cop, I thought it was biscotti, and the cop was, no way fuck, yes he swore, but I’m in jail, because she had an allergic reaction

He threw his napkin down and lamented that one can never look tough throwing a napkin. What now? she asked. I’m not hungry, he said angrily.

The sun sets and he sighs and says, I lived another day. And she realizes that he will never satisfy her. And that she wants some chocolate.

They ate everything on their plates because the food was so good and made them feel so alive. She burped. He giggled and said, I want to die