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this MASSIVE HOG🐽🐗 is HANGRY!!!!
I need to make this game.
I was probably "hangry" right here lol #hangry #beach #sun #SoCal #pacificpalisades #losangeles #sand #summer (at Will Rogers State Beach)
H A N G R Y
The deal with meals.
Ten years ago he decided that I would make all the meals. Only he told me that I was the one that decided that.
When we first moved out we were still trying to figure out all of the things that young couples are trying to figure out: how to work out each other’s schedules, keep the apartment clean, ensure we had enough to pay the bills, etc etc.
There were days, when I was working late, that it just made sense for him to make dinner. I had grown up learning how to prepare food - I wasn’t great at it at the time, but I was taught, and fully believe, that is this a life skill. So I learned.
He did not. Rather than trying to figure it out ( I was fully prepared to eat food that had been burnt to shit during the learning process) he went for things that were easy. This meant lots of frozen food that he could throw in the oven and be done with. No veggies to be found.
I do not have a restrictive diet by any means, and I am in no way a total health nut. However, my body, and I will spare you the gory details, INFORMS me when I have been eating too many greasy, pre-packaged, fried, high sodium and high fat things.
I tried mentioning this on a number of occasions and it always turned into a drag out fight. He didn’t believe me despite the physical symptoms that were visible. His rationale? He was eating the exact same thing with no symptoms of the sort. I was just making it up to be a bitch and have something else to nag him about.
My incredulity as a side - I can’t imagine being with someone and insisting on cooking food that makes them bleed.
It came to a head one night where he had me on the floor crying. I was an unreasonable bitch and I had made the decision right then and there. Since I didn’t like his “cooking” I agreed to make all of the meals that we ever ate ever again.
It was an utterly ridiculous contract. But it was one that he stuck to to the letter. I always had to leave social gatherings and other events, sometimes even work to ensure he was fed. If I did not, he wouldn’t even make himself a sandwich until I got home. He would starve himself or binge on chips in order to spite me.
And that hangry meme that circulated social media for a while? Hilarious to some - a real and utter nightmare for me. There was hell to pay if there was no dinner on the table when he walked in. Yeah. That really is a reality still for some
To this day he has never learned to cook, which has been an immense problem for him since we are no longer together. I’m sure he fancies himself an excellent culinary critic though - there was always a problem with what I made
The only good that came out of this is that with the training of the basics I received from my folks (and I am very grateful that they insisted I learn) and all the practice I’ve had over the years, I’m a fairly skilled cook and meal planner. Most of the time I like it too, but it has also been a trigger.
It’s hard when the things you love are tainted.
seeing you in notifs and woohooo!!! *goes crazy* :)
My cute bunny 🐰 who is always upto some badmashi 😭😭 I love how pure of an energy u have . Small cute baby with horse power ready to take over the world @the-hangry-otter
The Game
Streetlamps flickered, creating shadows that were and weren't there. The air was fresh against your skin. The moon shined and the clouds hid the twinkling stars. You, a lone soul, walked the city at night.
Whether it was the midnight or the evening shift, you were better acquainted with the likes of the moon than the sun. That lonesome night, you strolled your way home from another shift at the ER.
It was a brutal one.
An older woman had nails lodged in her fingers from a nail gun mishap. A young teenage boy had been hysterical by her side. Presumably, he was the cause of the nail gun mishap. A middle-aged couple had been throwing up blood. That was a fun sight to see! One little girl had gotten a throwing dart to the eye. She was looking forward to wearing an eye patch at school.
Consoling people was the most exhausting part of being an ER nurse.
You wanted to go home.
For some odd reason, the trek home was taking even longer than usual. Maybe you had accidentally taken a wrong turn? With the light being scarce, it was hard to tell.
You pulled your phone out of your work bag, hoping to get a sense of where the hell you were.
As soon as you clicked it on, there was a notification filling up the screen.
It read: DO YOU WANT TO PLAY?
There were two options below, yes and no.
You'd seen enough horror movies to know better. Not to mention, you didn't have the time nor the patience for this bullshit. So you didn't press anything at all.
After all, you had a cat named Hangry to feed at home.
You put your phone away, just for another screen to pop up in front of you.
"IF YOU WANNA GO HOME Y/N, YOU'D BETTER COME PLAY!"
The same yes and no options flashed below. This shit was cursed!
You scrambled backward, only for another screen to appear.
And another. And another. And another!
"What the fuck, stop!"
The screens engulfed you with their angry flashes.
You tightly shut your eyes as they pressed against you. You were falling, and as you opened your eyes, you saw that you had accidentally hit the "yes" option.
The mob of screens disappeared and were replaced with colors. You were baffled.
A new window said, "YOUR GAME WILL BEGIN MOMENTARILY."
Then an automated voice spoke, "Your game will begin in ten..."
The colors flickered all around you like lightning.
"Nine..."
You felt the nausea of the middle-aged couple coming on.
"Eight..."
Were the stories true?
"Seven..."
Were you going to die?
"Six..."
The colors picked up the pace, blinding you.
"Five..."
Were you going to die? Like the others before you?
"Four..."
You refused to believe it.
"Three..."
All you wanted was to go home and sleep!
"Two..."
However, this was THE GAME.
"One!"
And you intended to win.
Even if it was only so Hangry the Cat could eat!
Agatha's Tea Party..
It's actually iced tea, but oh well.
Yes, I know the table looks weird, but the table isn't my main concern...
My favorite part was drawing the bellhop Murder Monkey politely cutting his steak, he's such a gentleman 😭😭😭
And of course, Hangry is eating himself into a food coma, and the chef Murder Monkeys are working their asses off.
Then the Gremlin Clown is doing Gremlin Clown shit.
I might remake this at some point (on a larger paper or two papers) since I didn't add the Quaker Oats fuckers. Whatever they're called. The Gold Seekers or whatever. And the table is giving me anxiety.
Ungoliant was the original hangry girl