*whimper*

[auntbijou]

Oh, man, I got a Chocolate Jones something awful!  I am DYING for some chocolate, but there's none in the house (don't panic, don't panic, don't panic) and the Impossible Son is in bed with a fever, sound asleep, so it's not like I can just nip on down to the corner store for a quick hit.  

AAAAAAUUGGHHHHH!!!! I'M DYING!!!!

I am telling you, I would be a complete and total push-over for ANYONE who showed up at my door right now with a Hershey bar.  Totally.  

*flails*