I have a problem. It's more than a staring problem, but not as bad as an STD problem. It's an addiction. I can't stop it when it comes to me; it's just a ravenous craving that engulfs me every once in a while. I mean, I can suppress it for a while, but it calls to me, and tempts me... My addiction... is... Flamin' Hot Fritos!
I just polished off a bag of them and it's not even lunch time yet. I told myself I was only going to eat a few and save the rest for another time, but just looking at the bag, I got the taste in my mouth, the ravenous desire crept in, and as much as I tried to suppress it, the bag said "Go ahead, open me and try to resist." It's like something inside me says "YOU NEED THOSE NOW!"
Something about the taste of Flamin' Hot Fritos I cannot get enough of. It's like no matter how many of those delicious, fiery chips I put in my mouth at one time, it's not enough! I can't even walk past them on a shelf at a gas station without getting big eyes and contemplating whether I should take some with me or leave them, helpless and alone. The mixture of crunchiness and flavor are irresistible to me. I don't know what it is, but once I start eating them, I can't stop until I finish the whole thing. I mean, I put the bag down a couple of times, but it just kept calling me to it, until there were only a few chips left, so I finished the bag. I love those chips.
So here I sit, feeling ashamed with an empty bag of pure amazing-ness, satisfied taste buds, but kicking myself thinking about the calorie count. Why? Why? WHY!?
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