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Why my mom refuses to take me to the grocery store

So if you guys didn't already know, I love food. So thank the Lord that I have a high metabolism or I'd be a rolling ball of fat. And well, that's not pretty.

So usually the only time my mom will go to the grocery store is when we absolutely have to or when we have nothing to make for dinner. In general she loathes the idea of shopping. So like the perfect daughter I am, I aid her in buying food. But mostly because I want to make sure all the junk food I want is bought.

The first thing I do when I go to the store is-

A) find the boxes of instant mashed potatoes

or B) find the isle with all the Oreos

Whichever one we're out of.

Let's say we're out of Oreos. I go the isle with Oreos and sit down on the floor to marvel in their glory. Then I give the group a big hug to show my appreciation of their existence. Once I feel they understand my love I grab as many different Oreos I can possibly stuff in my hands and run to the cart so she can pay. 

So here I am, running up to my mom with a giant grin on my face whilst she looks at me like I've completely lost my mind.

Mom: that's way to many Oreos

Me: there's no such thing as too many Oreos

Mom: You can only have one box

Then I go into hyperventilation and lay on the floor in shock. The first couple times my mom would stay there begging me to get up, but now she just walks away.

Eventually I say goodbye to all my Oreos. Individually of course, and jump to the cash register earning disapproving looks from the cashier. Then I run out of the store singing a random One Direction song at the top of my lungs.

That is why my mom restrains from taking me to the grocery store