Healthy eating is hard to do, especially when fast food tastes so good and costs so little. It’s okay to eat junk food – as long as it’s in moderation! These people shared their stories about indulgence, and you’ll be super impressed with what they ate.
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I ate half of a cake once when I should have had only one piece. I was horrified and didn’t want anyone to know, so I finished the cake, baked a whole new one, and forced myself to eat the one allowed piece.
Then I barfed in the middle of dinner.
I watched a friend eat a pound of bacon raw because he was too lazy to cook it. He said it was a horrible idea halfway through, yet still finished.
As a poor university student I decided to spend the remainder of my money for the term on a Chinese takeaway. The hour came when the delivery driver came to my house and handed me my order. With much excitement I took the delivery and ran upstairs and sat in my darkened room. After opening the bag I realized they delivered the wrong order. Much to my delight there was copious amounts of food. I started to eat the wide selection of items in the order until I received a phone call from the Chinese. They had realized they had delivered the wrong order. I started to ignore the phone calls until there was a loud banging at the front door. They had come to collect the food. I shamelessly spend the next 20 minutes hiding in my house with the lights turned off eating my way through a buffet selection for 6 people whilst the banging became louder and more erratic. Hiding in fear from a delivery man in shame is not how I envisaged spending my Friday night.
Ever heard of a Scotch egg? I make a dessert version using spice cake wrapped around a Cadburry egg and deep fried. Served with butter cream frosting as “gravy”. It’s absolutely delicious, but everyone within a 10 meter radius gets diabetes.
I told my wife I was going to the gym, but somehow I ended up going to McDonalds instead. I ate my cheeseburgers in a parking lot, and waited a little while until it seemed long enough for a workout. When I got home, I poured water on my head and shirt to look like I had been sweating. That is the absolute saddest thing I have ever done.
I ate two pans of brownies in less than an hour. I didn’t even realize that I’d eaten that much until I saw the two empty pans. I regret nothing.
Bought a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts. Parked somewhere where there was no one around (didn’t want to go home for my girlfriend to see). Ate in silence… well, there was some soft moaning.
Got the wrong order from a southern chicken restaurant called Zaxby’s, ate it angrily, then drove to the adjacent city and went to THAT Zaxby’s, ordered it again, got the right order, and then ate that angrily, too. It cost me about $17, not counting gas. It wasn’t even good.
Anniversary time. Wife and I walk four blocks down the hill to the House of Prime Rib. We gorge on meat meat meat meat meat meat meat. Oh yeah, there’s a salad and we eat that too. Groaning with pleasure, we waddle out of the restaurant. Look up the hill. We can see our apartment. I look at her. She looks at me. We hail a cab.
A double hamburger, with the ends made of grilled cheese sandwiches. Grilled Cheese Patty Bun Patty Grilled Cheese. I could literally feel my arteries clogging.
When the Double-Down from KFC came to Canada, I bought two. I ate the first one and felt disgusted with myself. So then I bought a steak quesadilla from Taco Bell and wrapped it around the other one and hatefully consumed it.
I ate a ham. A whole freaking ham.
I once ate almost an entire bucket of those cheese balls then I sat there in my orange shame reflecting on the choices I’ve made. To keep my fingers from getting orange and gross, I eat them with a shame spoon.
I did what’s called a bang-bang. I ate at two completely separate restaurants, and had two full meals, back to back. I’ll never do it again. I gained eight pounds that day.
At McDonalds I get 6 McDoubles with no bun and stack two together so I am eating three 4 patty sandwiches.
I once ordered a 20 piece McNugget from McDonald’s, and realized there were actually only 19 nuggets. I was in a pissy mood already, so I went back and made a big deal out of it, and they gave me a whole new 20 piece, leaving me with 39 total nuggets, all of which I ate in one sitting.
My ex-boyfriend and I decided to celebrate our 4 year anniversary by staying in bed all day while eating pizza. It was perfect.
It might not count because I was massively pregnant but I woke up in the middle of the night, poured an entire box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch into a big glass bowl, threw in a bag of marshmallows, drizzled it with melted butter and then put it in the microwave to melt the marshmallows. I then watched Dexter for 2 hours and ate the whole thing while crying.
Phoning for pizza delivery. “Its buy one get one free today, sir.” So naturally, I pretend to shout up to non-existent housemates to ask them if they want one, before telling the guy on the end of the phone that, yes, “we” will take two. Ate both in one sitting.
I bought a 2L carton of milk and a box of double stuff Oreos, drank enough milk to put the entire package of Oreos into the carton. Then I proceeded to walk around the mall eating/drinking Oreo sludge.
I once microwaved a pack of bacon and when I was done eating it I chewed on the napkins I used to get the bacon grease.
One time I went to Maine and lobsters were only $3, so I ate five of them, and then puked all over the lawn.
I polished off a frozen pizza by myself and my mom came home while I was lying in my bed in a food coma. She said she was craving Chinese takeout and asked if I had eaten yet.
One evening I got off of work and made my way to the PX where I proceeded to buy a jumbo bag of peanut butter M&Ms and a pound of bacon. I cooked the bacon into the shape of a bowl in the microwave and then filled it with the M&Ms. I ate the bacon/M&Ms for dinner while drinking bud light on the porch of my barracks room and then began a 4-day weekend of non-stop WoW (vanilla) where I drank mountain dew all weekend for caloric intake.
In high school one day I was extremely hungry when I got home. I microwaved two frozen chicken pot pies, mixed the pies with leftover white rice and a couple of melted mozzarella cheese sticks. I then poured the mixture into three tortillas and dumped salsa and guac on the resulting mess and ate them all.
Never underestimate the creativity of a hungry teenager.
Didn’t have milk for Kraft Dinner, used ranch dressing instead.
Eating butter last weekend thinking it was some German cheese, you know – doing the right thing in front of Germans.
I once brought my chair right up to an all you can eat buffet.
Before I go to sleep, I put a plate of pizza in my bed, then when I wake up in the middle of the night I eat it, roll over, and go back to sleep. It’s pretty much a nightly thing for me.
I oinked down a dozen donuts dipped in fluff while laying in bed watching a Paula Deen marathon.
There was a subway drive thru and a roberto’s drive thru next to each other, I couldn’t decide which one I wanted and I was sad, so I got both.
I love dipping Doritos in cottage cheese.