Oh, so you think my emotional state evolves on eating? Let's get some factual nonsense here. You say that I need to eat ice cream if I'm mad or sad. First of all, if you really think about the constitution, I don't even need to touch food to be happy. I can literally just go outside and look at the birds and sit down and actually do something with my life instead of getting fat eating ice cream. I like birds too. I like peacocks. Ostriches are my favorite. My peacocks are my second favorite. Also, I have one extra thing to say.