It was the bright sunny morning of November 19th, 2014. I woke up at 5:57am that day and I felt a deep hunger in my stomach, even though I felt my hunger growing more and more I stayed in bed until 7:21am. When I could no longer cope with what felt like the forever lasting emptiness that filled my stomach I decided to get up and find a bite to eat. After a few minutes passed a small thought popped up in my mind, I would go to IHOP. And then I clothed myself with a white dress that had colorful flowers on it from the pajamas I wore last night, I brushed shoulder length midnight black hair, and I put on my ankle high black booties before grabbing my keys and proceeding to walk out the door to my car.
I drove to IHOP thinking about what o was going to order, crispy bacon I thought, or maybe scrambled eggs, then the thought from earlier came to mind. Pancakes, I would get pancakes! As I arrived at my location I walked in and soon was seated. "Hello," the nice waitress said to me "I am your waiter today. What could I get you to drink?" I replied calmly "orange juice please." She wrote my answer down on the little yellow notepad she carried in her right hand. A couple minutes passed and she returned with my drink. "Are you ready to order ma'am?" I put down my menu "yes please, I would a stack of three pancakes with a straw berry milkshake." after she wrote down my small order and walked off to the kitchen to make my order. My stomach growled like a wild lion as my eyes caught what I found be consuming. She said "3 pancakes with a strawberry milkshake!" As she put down my order on the table. The 3 pancakes were perfectly shaped like one another, they were as fluffy as beautiful light clouds, and the straw berry milkshake looked like a kings glass of light pink wine. I grabbed the maple syrup my mouth was watering and silently screaming at the beauty of the sight in front of me. I poured the golden brown clear as crystal syrup onto the stack of beautiful fluffy cakes, I grabbed my fairly dull knife and cut into these pancakes. After I cut a small triangular shape into the stack of beauties I shoved my fork down into them. The first bite, was amazing. I felt royal because the taste was so delightfully good.
Then I finished the rest in a single bite and drank the big ass strawberry shake like a fat fuck. The end :D
