"I'd like the Hamburger Platter...With milk instead of a soft drink..." Wolf added as an after thought.
"So that's one Hamburger Platter with Moo Juice..." The lady on the other end of the phone said "Coming right up!"
Wolf sat on the edge of his bed and brooded, he didn't care that he was not eating healthy, he was depressed, it was time for comfort food, before he knew it, his food had arrived.
The hamburger was deliciously juicy, it even had grilled onions, which Wolf loved, as soon as he finished the burger Wolf took a swig of creamy whole milk to relieve his mouth after the spicy burger.
Then he moved onto the fries, he piled on the salt and made a small mountain of ketchup and soon not a single French fry was left.
Wolf lapped up the leftover ketchup and took a final swig of milk and he felt so full inside that he could hardly move at all!
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