My family hates me. They're trying to torture me.
They brought home a Dairy Queen Skor Ice Cream cake.
Skor is my favourite.
I'm crying inside right now.
Conversation:
*Door slams*
"Hey Jess!"
"Hey."
"Good news!"
"What's that?"
"We bought a DQ Skor Ice Cream Cake!"
"....... how is that good news?"
"Because you love Skor!"
"... true say. How is that good news? "