You know what's devilishly dangerous? Living with a small shopping plaza in your backyard.
What's worse is that there is a freaking Baskin Robbins in said plaza. I think my uncle and I have gone there after dinner about 5 times in the past week. It's just too damn easy! We eat dinner, digest for about 20 minutes, then look out the back window and see the ice cream shop. And then all of a sudden I'm sitting on the couch with a triple scoop peanut butter sundae half eaten.
Anybody that knows me know I love Reese's peanut butter anything. And ice cream is near the top of the list.
My uncle and I agreed that we have to limit ourselves....
Next week. Yeah, we'll start then...
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