It’s 10 PM. I’m gaming, in my head I’m preparing to go to bed. It suddenly hits me, “I want icecream.” I go out to the nearest grocery store that miraculously closes at 11 PM, buy some chocolate chip vanilla ice cream, caramel sauce and some honey coated almonds and peanuts.
You’re welcome. I’m welcome.
Nite.
Ah, my bad, the cheddar, corn and five different kinds of hot chili sauces are just outside the frame of the picture. How silly of me. As to the consistency of the gravy, I work in mysterious ways…