Shedded cheese.
Nono, shidded cheese. OP is a hippopotamus after all.
Good heavens!
That’s pretty much whan I think whenever I see/smell a hippopotamus.
oh dear god no!
Watershred moment.
I feel like every sitcom and many movies have plot lines based around people getting up out of their beds in the night to go to the kitchen for food.
I have never in my life ever done this. I’ve never even wanted to do this. I don’t think I understand the idea.
Is this a thing people do, or is it just a sitcom premise to get people into strange situations?
Is it an American thing?
It’s not an American thing but I would argue it is how you were raised to view food things.
Many people have learned that food is a reward, that food is something you eat to smother you emotions, something you do when you’re bored, something you do to feel anything at all.
Something to quell that never-ending hunger in your belly. raises hand . Turns out my family just has a history of undiagnosed acid reflux.
it’s an insomnia thing. you wake up at 2 am and Now You’re Hungry and your damn belly won’t let you go to sleep without a damn sip of milk or something silly like that.
Question for those who do this - isn’t it annoying to have to brush your teeth again?
You think someone eating shredded cheese at 3am cares enough to brush their teeth?
what teeth
Someone finally found the house hippo???
Dyer ree ahh
