Monday, July 7, 2014

A Fan Letter to Molly

Ms. Schuyler, you are something fierce
I saw you eat two 72 ounce steaks with two baked potatoes and shrimp in 15 minutes
Your 125 pound frame held 9 pounds of cattle
That's 13% of your body weight!
I was a little turned on, a tiny bit repulsed, a little in love, but mostly in awe

You use hands like God meant humans to
Seeing you tear into that steak reminds me of a majestic wild cat feeding frenzy
Your surroundings seem to melt away while you eat
Watching you concentrate reminds me of a Zen monk I used to know
You answer dumb questions about women in competitive eating with a "because I can"
A better feminist icon you are than those pretentious twats who write them monologues

Ms. Molly, here's to your health and a bright future for your incredible gullet.

Sincerely,
An ardent supporter




Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Yuppie's Incantation

Dear Lady of Perpetual Despair,
Please heed my desperate prayer
I've been waiting 20 minutes in this line to buy heirloom tomatoes
But what if the Fromagerie closes in the meantime?
How can I face my friends without the mozzarella? What will I drizzle oil on?
You maybe a virgin, but my oil is even  more so
Don't let it all go to waste
See that woman at the front of the line, wearing those aviators and last season's Tom's?
Please make her go away hurry it up
Thou art blessed amongst women, but somewhat lacking in perception
When I said "give us this day our daily bread",
I didn't mean the sliced variety. I thought you knew.