From Dave Shiflett's article "Chief of the Fat Police," in the 27 March 2006 print issue of The National Review.
"We might further suggest that there's only one reasonable way to deal with the Grim Reaper. Do not attempt to flee him, for that is futile. Better to charge him head-on, the belly full of Burgundy and beef, heavily salted. If that means adding another slat to the coffin, so be it."
Dante named the damned and honored the virtuous. We continue this tradition. Some here may find redemption, but many will suffer this torment on earth: Our fiery blasts withering in a wide swath their ignorance and stupidity. Under this banner we proceed, "may the Lord see and avenge."
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and a smoke or two?
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