It's cold. It's past midnight. I was hungry. I was lazy.
The battle in my head:
Angel: "Don't even think about it. Whatever you eat now will go straight to ("she" was eyeing the bulges underneath my giant sweater and gave up)...ah what the heck! Go ahead. Make the devil's day"
Devil: MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! What an easy win!
"When you wanna do something wrong, you gotta do it right" - Joey Tribbiani from Friends.
The perfect crime would involve a huge steamy bowl of spicy noodles, with accessories such as cheese sausages, meatballs, topped with an egg. However, I couldn't even be bothered to turn on my stove, let alone wash the pots and bowls afterwards. The idea of toiling for my midnight crime almost had me crawling towards my bed, under my thick blankets.
Devil: Wait wait wait wait....(panicking)...you have some cup noodles! They are (almost) as delicious, and you DON'T have to do any cooking and washing at all! Just pour some hot water into the cup and you'll get what you wanted (all said in a very persuasive tone)
Me: You had me at cup noodles
Angel: You can still fix this! Just attend a body combat class, a hip hop class and an aerobic class back to back tomorrow! (I don't think that's ever gonna happen)
The spicy curry seafood cup noodles had me all thristy for more! I want something sweet to counter attack all the MSG action from the noodles. Hmmm, nothing's better than this tall glass of black cow.
What the heck is a black cow?
Normally, we get coke/root beer float from A&W with vanilla ice cream, right? I first learnt about this black cow in Hong Kong's pizza hut.
Black cow = Coca cola + Chocolate ice cream float
What????!!! Yep. That's what I thought too. But, you gotta try it. It works.
Now, would you excuse me while I crawl back under my blanket and grow myself even bigger.