Bachelorhood Sucks Arse part XIIVI

Pringles: $2.20
Yakult: $2.75
Feeling of self-pity that brings a single glistening tear to your eye - priceless
The barflys in my establishment have been going on about how great it would be to have a pad of their own. I deign to disagree. Living on your own sucks ass.
Behold my dinner tonight. For starters, we have pringles. For the main course - pringles. And for desert we have pringles. To enhance the taste of the rather salty pringles, we have a delicate vintage (circa 2005) of grape Yakult to wash it all down.
Such is the fate of a man too lazy to learn how to cook a proper meal, too disinclined to wash up after cooking instant noodles and horridly sick of eating at the same restaurant every night for dinner.
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