I awoke from my nap with the strongest craving for a chocolate milkshake and salt saturated fries. After grabbing the nearest pair of pants (I hate being constrained when sleeping) and flops I ran to the outside world.

I came back with the precious prizes and started to slurp my way through the thick milkshake and inhale my fries.

My mother observed me carefully.

"I hope you're not pregnant".

I almost lost my life right there on the dining room floor, choking on those stupid fries.

Oh no. Why would anyone implant that thought in anyone else?! WHY!

I never finished my meal.