Pudding

Pudding is awesome.  By far one of the most awesome foods of all time.  The cold ooziness is the perfect consistency for eating, slurping, fake chewing, and attempting to make a mushy, chocolatey film to stretch from lip to lip.

I have recently discovered that I do not get bouts of pudding cravings, as is the case with most foods and most people I assume.  But rather, I am in a constant state of pudding craving that I am simply more aware of in times of weakness or boredom.  As such, I often realize my craving at prime munchie time, half an hour before I want to go to bed.  I always find making pudding very therapeutic.  The constant stirring and thickness.  The lazy, boiling chocolate bubbles that are begging me to turn into a tiny dinosaur so I can stick, sink, and drown in their gooey goodness.

There is a minor flaw at starting to make pudding half an hour before you want to go to bed.  Pudding takes longer to make than you would originally suspect.  AND eating chocolate pudding warm is not entirely appealing, so you must wait for the pudding to set first.  Unfortunately, as your spooning the pudding into whatever container you will refrigerate it in, it will be impossible to resist and you will end up licking every ooze of the burning hot, tar-like (but much better tasting) substance.  Though it might burn your tongue, there is nothing like the hot fresh made pudding.  Still, it is impossible to beat the cold, skinned, properly set pudding.

So, anyway.  If you have no shame, no inhibitions, and no sense of what the word "normal" means, I strongly recommend attempting to eat pudding through a straw. It is a ridiculous amount of fun, super-suction power, and funny noises.  There should be a contest to see who can eat a portion of pudding through a straw fastest.  It would be about a two hour competition.  It's so amusing.