Ahhh, yes. I noticed you at the grocery store last week. Staring at me behind those glass doors. I passed you by and left you there. But I know that you will still be there next time and hopefully I will have my willpower, because I know that you are strong and will force your way into my shopping cart.
I loathe you and yet I love you.
Until the next time we meet. Or the next time that you are in my bowl. Whichever it is.