I sold my soul to the devil for a poptart

I was sooo hungry it was unbearable , i knew I could always just go downstairs and get me a nice hot steaming cup of microwaved noodles but was it really worth me getting up out of my nice ,warm , fluffy bed?

The short answer :
No

The long answer :
Hell no

"Man I could kill for a cinnamon pop tart right about now , hell I'd sell my soul for the devil for a nicely toasted cinnamon pop tart with a fresh glass of warm milk."

Suddenly I saw smoke fill my room giving it a red aura

"OH HELL NO , ITS THE LAST TIME I STAY AT HOME BY MY SELF"

Was all I managed to yell out before red claws yanked my feet knocking onto the ground head first. My vision became blurry then I just passed out.