So it's the morning of the last day of our family get-together and we're all gathered at this place called Ihop having breakfast. Of course I immediately go for the little cups of coffee creamers because 1) they're just my size, 2) it's creamy deliciousness, and 3) this is exactly something my Uncle Barry used to do, so evidently it's genetic.
It's creamy deliciousness!
BUT, this is how Sadie Goose mixes things up:
Notice how I realize I've made a terrible mistake at the 18-second mark.