When you're coming home from school, or any place really, and you're hungry so you start thinking about what snacks you have at home. You mentally decide on that one snack and you're craving it by the time you pull into the driveways. But, as soon as you enter the kitchen to get the Cinnamon Toast Crunch or whatever you wanted, you find that your brother or your dad has eaten it all. -_- dear family: STOP EATING MY FOOD.
