There are three things in this world to which I can NOT say no:
- Chips and salsa.
- A chivalrous six pack of abs.
ImeanMAN! A chivalrous man. So long as his personality is rock solid, I suppose that the level of muscle definition is open to compromise.
Unfortunately, it is only the first two that are easy to acquire – at multiple 24/7 establishments located on the route along which I stroll home after routinely failing to meet the ever elusive third.
“Oneday,” I mumble to myself through a bite of chocolate frosted cruller.