Give me those, give me those espresso beans.

Uh oh, people.

We got some chocolate covered espresso beans.

I want you to be on my level here, one for you, two for me.

All right.

I just ate one chocolate covered espresso bean.

Look how much smarter you are.

We see what happens.

Ugh, it's really hard for me not to eat more of those.

And Jesse has that like chemical brain thing that happens with sugar.

He wants to go right back into it.

I have, um, I have famously, well not famously, I have thrown away in mid-binging panic, big desserts.

Just to stop himself.

This is years ago though.

This is back when I'd say early not so healthy with the relationship with food

of a very unhealthy relationship with food in my college years, but post college years I'm living with some friends in San Francisco. My buddy

James comes in one morning to see into the living room to see a

a trash can like one of those kind of like big office-ish trash cans like about

maybe 18 inches tall. Yeah like knee-high Yeah, knee high like black standard plastic trash can filled halfway with water with

50 floating fully expanded Trader Joe's Cats cookies.

And he's like, and he's like, what the hell is going on here?

What is that?

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