My Savior!

Back when we lived in the land of dirt and wind, they had these places known as "fast-food" restaurants. They were so very convenient, and in fact almost a little too convenient as it sure increased the Fat population. But I learned to live on this "fast-food", as did my uber-fast metabolism.

Fast forward a few months.

The fast-food scene is scarce out here in the land of snow. There are a few places scattered here and there, but nothing feels as convenient as I've grown accustomed to. What they do have an abundance of out here are Dairy Queens. Those seem to be everywhere. Thankfully, they now serve all sorts of food instead of the olden days of simply being an ice cream joint.

Behold the FLAMETHROWER!

Do you hear the angels singing? This little number will single-handedly save me whenever I find myself showing signs of hunger. It took me two months to find, but by golly I found it!

Thank you, DQ. Thank you.