If that’s strength, then I’m as weak as a baby. Or I would be if babies ate chocolate, which I’m not sure if they could or should.

When it comes to chocolate, I have no willpower. Especially if it’s one of those king-size Hershey bars with just the chocolate and no almonds or other contaminants (as I call anything that interferes with the pure joy of chocolate).

I also have the willpower of a dead slug when it comes to chips and queso, but that’s really for another post on another day.