OK, is it just me or is the "Table of Temptation" more 'table' than 'temptation?' I mean, is it too much for the Captain or passengers of the BoilerMaster's Chuck Wagon Expess to drop off a few morsels of food from the restaurant where they just finished stuffing their faces? Or for some thoughtful soul to pick up a box of goodies from the store on the way to work. Thursday has become the only day we can rely on filling our starving bellies with brownies and muffins. As I work diligently in the sweatshop, I soothe the hunger pains of a growling stomach with daydreams of a mouthwatering crumb or two.
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