Please refrain from eating like this in the future, it makes me feel pretty ill.
Love, your fellow roomie.
Here is Thea, my close close friend, eating her dinner/craving/snack/5pm happy hour. Ice cream, dark chocolate syrup, dark chocolate chips, whip cream, peanut butter, and a spoon. No need for a bowl, that would be silly.
But it's totally ok, cause it's fat free.
I could not partake in this fun, I need to run 4 miles tomorrow.
After a few minutes of this and lots of giggling on both sides, she said she felt sick. This ill feeling in her stomach obviously meant she needed greens. So she brought out the broccoli. I am jealous of how simple this correlation is in her head.