I think this falls into a funny CW moment:
Tonight as I was hit with a sugar craving, I decided I would make myself hot chocolate. My you my family is the unhealthy CW type. The HWC was tossed out by family and the canned coconut milk spoiled because someone took the lid off. I look inside my pantry to find my raw cacao powder, and can't seem to find it. Then I decide I just need something sweet.
I'm walking feverishly, fridge-cabinet-fridge-cabinet, finding nothing. I settled, after much debate, on fat free milk and a regular sugar-laden cocoa packet. An act of desperation.
I hate fat free milk with a passion, but I spotted a spray can of whip cream and decided I would mix it in. It's all to hell now. Just give me that whip cream so I don't feel like killing myself. The can WOULDN'T spray.
Flash forward five minutes to me with an industrial pair of scissors cutting open the nozzle and ripping it off while gripping the can tightly in between my legs (both hands on the scissors).
I finally wrestle the nozzle off and sipping the hot chocolate. Hoping this sugar craving goes away.