All day I have had a craving. I cant shake it. No matter what I eat...I still need this one thing. That one thing is a stick of butter. I chose biscuits as my tool to eat said butter. I sit down with my already stretched and stuffed belly pouring out over my undies. I smear the biscuits with heavy dallops of butter as I try and fit as much in my mouth as possible. It tastes so good. I honestly could have just eaten the stick of butter by its self.