This amazing treat, brought to us from god-knows-where in Europe, has been infiltrating the lives of unsuspecting diners for years. Although, it wasn't until recently that it became a widespread craze.
Mainly affecting young girls, this snack has attacked the hips and thighs without mercy. Because the treat is commonplace among girl-parties, the young women of our generation gorge themselves with the Nutella.
Whole jars of the unassuming concoction are consumed at any given event, leaving aching bellies and day-after regrets. Better skip the Buffalo wrap and head to the salad bar at lunch--you used up your daily-allotted calories in those two tablespoons you snuck in after your roommate went to sleep.
The hips don't lie.
Now, being concerned about weight isn't everything. Everyone eats and everyone drinks, but it is when you are the complainer that is bothersome. Don't say how fat you are as you stuff the spoon in your mouth. Accept it and move on.
Suggestion: save Nutella for those special occasions, or when you are desperate for a chocolate pick-me-up...
...never mind, that's every day.
Oh well. Enjoy!
This has been a PSA. Have a nice day.
-K
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