How it All Began

I was serenely enjoying my long awaited breakfast in the break-room at work when two co-workers came in and started commenting on the food I was savoring.  These somewhat mature in age and graciously sized lady co-workers began to describe the tempting invites that ran rapidly through their minds at the site of bacon, hash browns, eggs, and biscuits with gravy.  Of course I had to chime in by saying, "Ladies, you could eat whatever you wish.  I don't think any food, no matter how greasy or fattening it is, could harm your already angelic physique."  They chuckled and sighed noting how cute I was, then one said, "Carlos you are an artist; an artist of bull sh*t, but and artist nonetheless."
I always knew that I was full of crap; but there is nothing wrong with trying to be charming, right?  All the greats, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Carey Grant, George Clooney, Will Smith, started out as men that were full of crap (to put it bluntly) and transitioned into artists, eventually becoming talents in the realm of truly charming people.  So ladies, thank you.  You have created a life changing moment.  Due to your compliment, I have ended my "full of crap" chapter and commenced the "Artist" section of my life with class and enthusiasm.