I’m not a spokesperson for a healthy lifestyle. I eat barbeque like there’s no tomorrow. And sometimes, my roommates and I will enlist my girlfriend’s purse’s help at Chick-Fil-A’s all-you-can-eat-nugget-night. But people, don’t you find it a bit self-defeating when you ask me if the Tempura Ice Cream is fat-free but then request that we:

“…make sure to put extra chocolate sauce on top.”

And a diet coke doesn’t make it alright, dude.

P.S. I don’t care if you DO speak with our manager. The fact that we do not have sprinkles is NOT going to change. Jesus.

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