It’s Mr. Milkshake from Bruster’s ice cream.
What do you want?
I want you to come order a milkshake and enjoy it this evening?
I can’t do that, it’s not in my macros.
So what. It’s Sunday, indulge!
Are you serious?
Yes, everyone needs a spurge now and again.
May I take your order?
I’d like to order a birthday cake shake please.
That will be $5.50, please drive around.
That thick creamy dreamy shake went down the hatch without hesitation. Slivers of sprinkles sucked through the straw one by one. Bright blue gobs of straight sugar fighting their way through the straw. All tangled in creamy vanilla flavor. Heaven in a cup. A heavy, heavy cup.
All that protein. All that sugar. All that fat. It was an amazing treat on this Sunday night. So glad Mr. Milkshake swindled me into coming for a visit. It was just was I needed.
Sometimes a sweet treat is well deserved. I decided today was my day to be deserving the reward.
If you don’t have a Bruster’s near you, I hope you have a local spot to get a sweet treat.