Evidence. Which may (or may not) compel you to report me to the proper Authorities

I have taken to suckling at the sweet teat of La Lechera.



So desperate am I to drown my sorrows (in sugar) that mere chocolate and doughnuts no longer satisfy me. In an attempt to tame the Beast, I have started eating sweetened condensed milk. Straight from the can. By the sticky, dripping spoonful.

Dear God, please. Send someone to help me.

But, do me a *huge* favor?

Send her.