Recently I've become terribly addicted to the spicy sashimi salad at Sansai. It's expensive as hell, so I've taken to panhandling to support my habit. I've also noticed extreme changes in my personality, and it's beginning to affect my relationships. Today I threatened a teenage girl working at the register when she told me they were "out" of the spicy sashimi salad. I grabbed her by the front of her shirt and screamed, "No you aren't! Work it out!"
Wouldn't you know it, they magically produced the salad in less than 10 minutes, which is fortunate since I was starting to foam at the mouth.
I know the signs of addiction and it's time for me to admit that I have a problem. I'm an addict. I'm dependent. I'm a spicysashimisaladaholic. Pray for me.
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