Do I stress eat? I don’t know but this is a tub the size of a toilet full of delicious yogurt topped with Fruity Pebbles which I have after waiting in line behind 72 sweaty people.
What makes me feel less bad about myself is the fact I get to eat out of my pink Hello Kitty spoon. It was a collectors item from a pervious trip to Yogurt Heaven.
“No spoon please. I brought my own.” This ain’t my first fucking yogurt trip.
Plus it’s downstairs. And I’m lazy.