I want pocky!!!
But I can't because pocky equates love and apparently I'm unlovable because God saw fit to eradicate the existence of pocky from Thailand - which, to me, is like a massive booming voice saying 'David, I don't love you anymore, so no more pocky for you,' and then lightenings.
So that's it.
That's what I've been craving for the past 3 months - a flipping box of pocky. Seriously, last year it's everywhere - there's even a store that stock 28 flavours of pocky! 28!!! People, that's like one for each day of February - heck, you don't even need to worry about having to eat those damible Valentine Day chocolate some random stalker girls made you... just eat pocky instead... and because it's pocky, any one of the 28 flavour would be like the nectar of God!!!
Unless it's a leap year - in which case you're screw and must eat one of those daminble chocolate. Or just go without chocolate for one day. Or just grew wings and fly or stop breathing for a day... because that's about the same on likelyhood scale.
Also, screw you God! Gimme back pocky!
(Seriously though, you know who I blame for this infamy? YOU PEOPLE!!! That's right you fickled Thai - how can you like something for years then suddenly stop liking it?)
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