(June 9, 2012 at 4:12 pm)Tempus Wrote:(June 9, 2012 at 3:05 pm)Adjusted Sanity Wrote: My purpose is to eat a whole bowl of cookie dough and not have to share with anybody.
I remember one day when I was a kid and my mum went out I made a big bowl full of icing. It was basically normal sugar (not the special icing kind), butter and food dye (which I used to think affected flavour) mixed together. I tried eating it all but I couldn't... So then I tried to get rid of the evidence by tipping the blue mess over the back fence onto a neighbours vegetable patch. Then I jumped the fence and took a tomato on a whim.
I also recall having a small bit of vinegar one night with dinner and liking it. Later I managed to sneak into the kitchen with plans to drink a lot of it since, in my youthful ignorance, I reasoned a little bit tasted good so a lot of it must be great! By the time I downed the first mouthful I was swiftly corrected of that notion. The moral of the story being moderation is the key to happiness!
Moderation be damned, I'll finish that damn bowl or throw up trying. Then I move on to my second goal of ordering 100 hot boneless wings and eating them all day. Then I die. There's no way I'd be alive after subjecting myself to such abuse. Such sweet wonderful abuse.
