Well pinch no more! Or at least less vigorously. A new study out of Israel suggests that saturated fat may not be so bad for you after all. Of course, this could just be another Jewish ploy to put some meat on that skinny tuchus of ours. And while I usually complain about science's constant revisions of what is healthy or not, this one I can stand behind. Anything that justifies my love affair with the Butterfinger cant be wrong.
As far as I can see, there's only one problem that could arise out of this development, namely a societal backslide into Roman-style decadence. In an age when most of the world perceives Americans as grotesque pigs, giving us license to enjoy our saturated fats could well result in something utterly unholy, like people just taking shots of cake frosting and thinking that thats okay.
What? Thats already happened? Someones probably sucking down a shot of vanilla cream as we speak? Dear God.
Its true. You know those annoying cutesy gourmet cupcake shops that have been enjoying a resurgence in the Pacific Northwest? The ones with cakery in the title and patronized by yuppie computer programmers who never got the hang of coffee? Apparently theyre on a mission to destroy us all.
See, theres nothing wrong with a man enjoying something like the Megamuffin in his own home, especially if that man is me. But publicly avowing that yes, we sell tiny cups of frosting for people who want the taste of the cupcake, but without all that bread, is the kind of thing terrorist recruiters use in their Get To Know The Great White Satan pamphlets.
Weve got an image to maintain, people, and doing so has graver consequences than ever before. The frosting shot doesnt just depress the Ugandans, it pisses off people bent on our destruction. People who were just kind of considering a career in suicide bombing, saw a photograph of a bunch of college co-eds taking frosting shots at their local cakery, and said fuck it. Strap on the dynamite.
They use dynamite, right? I get most of my explosives knowledge from old Warner Bros. cartoons.
For all our sakes, boycott the frosting shot. The good news is, with saturated fat in the clear, youre free to go home and squeeze a tube directly into your mouth. Just draw the curtains first.
And while were at it, there are a few other affronts to decency we should probably stop eating as well. But hey. Im not here to lecture anyone.
Tell you what, well make it a game. Ill provide a fictional but fitting origin story, and you try and guess what American eat-trocity Ive got in mind. Ready?
The disgrace in question? The Double Stuff Oreo.
The disgrace in question? The cheese-injected hot dog.
The disgrace in question? The fried macaroni-and-cheese ball.
The crash killed three, but their screams were but the first cries of a new food being born.
The disgrace in question? The Choco Taco.
The disgrace in question? The deep-fried Snickers bar.
So please, feel free to eat all of these things at one sitting, just sit somewhere indoors, and when youre done, try and squeeze out a few salty tears of shame.
You know, for show.
When not blogging for Cracked, Michael is perfecting his space-age out-of-this-world moon waffles as head writer and co-founder of Those Aren't Muskets!