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now i am sat on the toilet. i will always be sat on the toilet.
you know you have that chemical in your brain that activates to let you know you should stop eating, well i don't think mine works for crisps because if i don't force myself to stop i will continue to eat them until i am physically sick.
it's the only thing i'm a fatty about, everything else i can easily enjoy in moderation.
the tv was on mute, my book was upstairs... i was wholly focused on putting every crisp in the house in my face. fucks sake.
and pringles. so moreish, yet there's a very distinct point when you feel so sick you may as well be putting disc shaped dog turds into your mouth. you feel like you just drank a pint of saturated fat, because, well, you just did.
But if you say 350grams it doesn't sound so bad.
I have given up my addiction to cheap wafer biscuits in the new year - the sweet ones, where it's two rectangular wafer biscuits adhered together by vanilla/strawberry/chocolate icing. Could eat a whole packet of those (200g I think) walking from the supermarket back to work on my lunch break.
like crack to me.