#chocobanana

[tasteslikeartifficialcherry]

[happymiffy]

[yaboirezzy]

I’d like to imagine a scenario in which Erma’s class is doing a care taker assignment (maybe with baby animals) and Amy and Terry start acting like a dysfunctional married couple, culminating in them having to go to couples counseling with the school therapist.

Yeah, that totally happened what do you mean imagine /hj

School Therapist: "So it would seem that two are fighting again"

Amy: "Yeah, well it was his fault!"

Terry: "MY fault?! What am I a mirror to your mistakes or something?"

Amy: "Oh don't start with this again-!"

*fighting ensues*

School Therapist: 'I don't get paid enough for this...' "I feel sorry for your couples therapist in the future"

[krispytigerdaze]

Based on @yaboirezzy and @cartoonbudartz 's idea.

[edithlevy]

The stuff of childhood memories. Choco-Banana….😋 #tlv #tlvoftheday #tlvbeach #telaviv #telavivbeach #teleavivianmoments #israel #israeli_moments #chocobanana (at Tel Aviv, Israel) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkgBtjRuGiE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[jovengia]

Milk Choco Banana Milk Tea 🥛🧋🍫💝🍌 #milktea #milkteatime #milkshake #drink #drinklocal #drinks #choco #chocobanana # #milkchocolate #milkchocobanana #dessert #desserts #dessertlover (at Bubbleloca Sinait) https://www.instagram.com/p/CixM8FRPsIj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[cerneterydrive]

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[shellyslices]

my ocs i love them and was going for the cute fun vibe with these ocs

[punigamefoodie]

Chocobanana

"This banana wears a thick chocolate coat topped with colorful sprinkles."

[marta-bee]

Good Omens time! (Isn’t it always?) Today I read the start of the “Friday” section, when Famine gets his object of the Apocalypse, his brass scale to match War’s flaming sword. It’s a cute scene anyone who’s worked in fast-food or a customer-facing job like retail will probably appreciate. Or for that matter anyone who’s actually stepped foot in a McDonald’s; which is, you know, all of us.

Sable sauntered in to the Burger Lord. It was exactly like every other Burger Lord in America. [But not like every other Burger Lord across the world. German Burger Lords, for example, sold lager instead of root beer, while English Burger Lords managed to take any American fast food virtues (the speed with which your food was delivered, for example) and carefully remove them; your food arrived after half an hour, at room temperature, and it was only because of the strip of warm lettuce between them that you could distinguish the burger from the bun. The Burger Lord pathfinder salesmen had been shot twenty-five minutes after setting foot in France.] McLordy the Clown danced in the Kiddie Korner. The serving staff had identical gleaming smiles that never reached their eyes. And behind the counter a chubby, middle-aged man in a Burger Lord uniform, slapped burgers onto the griddle, whistling softly, happy in his work.

Sable went up to the counter.

"Hello-my-name-is-Marie," said the girl behind the counter. "How-can-i-help-you?" "A double blaster thunder biggun, extra fries, hold the mustard," he said.

"Anything-to-drink?"

"A special thick whippy chocobanana shake."

She pressed the little pictogram squares on her till. (Literacy was no longer a requirement for employment in these restaurants. Smiling was.) Then she turned to the chubby man behind the counter.

"DBTB, E F, hold mustard," she said. "Choco-shake."

"Uhhnhuhn," crooned the cook. He sorted the food into little paper containers, pausing only to brush the graying cowlick from his eyes.

"Here y'are," he said.

She took them without looking at him, and he returned cheerfully to his griddle, singing quietly. "Loooove me tender, loooove me long, neeeever let me go...."

The man's humming, Sable noted, clashed with the Burger Lord background music, a tinny tape loop of the Burger Lord commercial jingle, and he made a mental note to have him fired.

It’s so predictable; so dehumanizing. Intelligence and even basic education to the point of literacy isn’t needed; bland mechanization and the ability to not stand out is.

Famine actually owns the joint, not to make money (though the end result is pretty much indistinguishable from chains with that goal) but to get people who aren’t diet-crazed and faddish enough to willingly give up nutrition to to be thin. This is his unique brand of starvation brought to the masses.

The Newtrition corporation had started small, eleven years ago. A small team of food scientists, a huge team of marketing and public relations personnel, and a neat logo.

Two years of Newtrition investment and research had produced CHOW. CHOW contained spun, plaited, and woven protein molecules, capped and coded, carefully designed to be ignored by even the most ravenous digestive tract enzymes; no-cal sweeteners; mineral oils replacing vegetable oils; fibrous materials, colorings, and flavorings. The end result was a foodstuff almost indistinguishable from any other except for two things. Firstly, the price, which was slightly higher, and secondly the nutritional content, which was roughly equivalent to that of a Sony Walkman. It didn't matter how much you ate, you lost weight. [And Hair. And skin tone. And, if you ate enough of it long enough, vital signs.]

Fat people had bought it. Thin people who didn't want to get fat had bought it. Chow was the ultimate diet food-carefully spun, woven, textured, and pounded to imitate anything, from potatoes to venison, although the chicken sold best.

Sable sat back and watched the money roll in. He watched CHOW gradually fill the ecological niche that used to be filled by the old, untrademarked food.

He followed Chows with Snacks junk food made from real junk. MEALS was Sable's latest brainwave.

MEALS was CHOW) with added sugar and fat. The theory was that if you ate enough MEALS you would a) get very fat, and b) die of malnutrition.

The paradox delighted Sable.

There’s something very gently sad about all of this, really. People buying this mass-produced slop and not realizing what they’re putting in their body is quite literally useless. It’s non-food; anti-food, even. I don’t blame the people making that “choice,” they’re certainly no more or less deceived than the folks stopping into a KFC down the road. It’s just very ad that this is what the system drives us to. Now even more than twenty-odd years ago.

This started out as a cute scene about the banality of being trapped under the thumb of capitalism. It is that to be sure, but a little too near the truth to be laughed off, at least for me. Famine isn’t a starving child in Africa with his ribs protruding out from his skin, or at least it’s not just them. It’s the workaday person being ground down into just a cog in the machine, and whose real value is an ability not to stand out.

That’s tragic in its way, and all too true to life. It’s not just a truth for low-wage workers; I’m a definite white-collar middle-class knowledge-worker and thinking about how much of my own employability relies on something rather similar, though the privileges and benefits I get through my own ability to work in the system do make for a much more comfortable life.

I think I need to stop here and sit with this a bit. Definitely whichever one of Neil or Terry wrote this particular scene, they knocked it out of the park. There’s more with the Them coming up I see, and I wouldn’t be surprised if Aziraphale and Crowley were waiting in the offing a well, but they can wait until next weekend.

[kederalia]

This is the Birthday Cake I baked for myself recently, a Chocobanana Cake~!!!!! It has a Banana Flavoured Sponge Cake, with Banana Flavoured Chocolate Ganache filling, and a Chocobanana Fresh Cream Icing, with decorative Foam Banana.sweets topping it~

[coraz0ndegranada]

chocobanana ! chocobanana!

[yaboirezzy]

More AmyTerry Stuff bc I am 100% normal about them

Terry: Y'know, because you're cute, doesn't mean you get to call all the shots around here!

Amy, was about to argue with him but pauses and blushes: Y-you think I'm cute?

Terry, realizing his words: Aw, dangit!

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Terry: Hey Ames?

Amy: Uh-huh?

Terry: Would you still love me if I was a worm?

Amy: .... I would throw you away

Terry: WHY-

Amy: *kisses him on the cheek* -to my miniature heart shaped ecosystem~

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Terry, wearing a duck costume and holding an umbrella: Hey Amy! If I jumped off a roof with these, do you think it would complete my transformation into a duck?

Amy: *does the hands clapped together and inhale move* Remind me to never leave you alone in any rooftops 'or ever if I'm being honest'

Terry, smirking: Well, in that case. I'll be having a candlelit dinner on my roof tomorrow at 6 PM 'and I'm keeping the duck costume!'

Amy: *inhales again* Please...just ask me out like a normal person!! 'That was really smooth, idiot~'

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Amy, with her back turned: *sobbing and sniffling*

Terry, entering the room and seeing what's going on: Hey Amy, I...I wanna apologize for the prank I did earlier, I realized that it was rather meaner then what I usually do. In fact, I actually wanna apologize for all the pranks I've caused before, I was just trying to have some fun and I don't actually mean to hurt you or anyone else, including when we were bickering and arguing someti-

Amy, turns her attention to Terry revealing that she was holding some onion cuts: What was that Terry, sorry I'm helping out my mom with these onions since the kitchen is kinda crowded with stuff

Terry: ...Y'know what forget it, I don't really feel like telling you that agai-

Amy: *went over to him and hugs him* Aw, I'm just messing with you, dum dum. I understand you and accept your apology

Terry: *blushing but hugs her back*

Barbara, peering from the kitchen doorway smirking: You know, I can get those onions by myself if you'd like to, dear

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The Blairwoods Squad: *playing a card game called "Do or Die (quit the game)"*

Sidney, feeling nauseous and betrayed: I can't believe you made me eat a block of stinky cheese!

Connor, wearing a girly looking dress (the same one he had to wear before): I'm sorry Sidney, but you can't blame me, it was the game! Heck, do you think I'm happy that I have to wear this again?

Sylvia: Okay Terry, it's your turn now! Pick two cards and see what they say

Miko: And you better do it, cause this'll be a short round for you but a long one for us if you "die" so soon!

Terry: Hah! You wish, this is the great Terry you're talking about here, I can handle anything! *he picks two cards and reveal that they say "The current player should kiss ______" and "Player 3"*

Terry and Amy, who was Player 3: *blushes*

The Others: Ooooooooo!

Amy, who was starting to sweat: Heh, who care about losing this game anyway. I'm sure you can handle that, right Ter-

Terry: *grabs and kisses Amy on the lips*

The Others: *did their rendition of the Yureimoto Siblings shocked faces moment albeit a happy version*

Miko: Holy s***! Is anyone else seeing some rainbows, flowers, hearts, and a lovely video effect, or is that just me?!!

Sylvia: Nope, I see it too...

Sidney: Pretty sure I saw some tongue...

Connor: *AOL dial up internet sounds*

Erma: 🥹 'Now I know how Timon and Pumba felt!!'

Felicia, who just arrived with the other older teens and adults, smirking: Well, clearly we arrived just in time for the picnic!

Terry: *dashes outta there in the speed of light and in embarrassment*

Amy: *cosplays as Amity once more*

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Here's one for @trickrtreat2004's Werewolf! Amy AU

Terry, getting impatient: So, are you finally gonna tell me what's up, or am I gonna stand here all night or something?

Amy: Promise me you won't freak out!

Terry: Well if it make this any faster, then ye- *sees Amy new werewolf form*

Amy: Please don't run away, you're the only one that can help me at this time

Terry: ....Really?

Amy, surprised: What?

Terry: Really, this is what you were getting so worked up about?

Amy: Wha- What are you talking about?!

Terry: This *gestures to her new form*, I thought it was gonna be something seriously sick or twisted, but you being a werewolf? That's not so bad!

Amy: HOW IS THIS NOT SO BAD?!

Terry: I mean, compared to all the weird things we've experienced so far, Erma and the things she brings along, Sidney and her people, the other stuff around town, this is pretty tame and lame compared to those. *holds hands with her bigger more monstrous ones* If you're worried about how we'd react to this, don't be, we all got your back no matter what, if anything we'll happily help you in finding out whatever way to solve this werewolf problem, why? cause you're our little blonde besti-

Amy, crushing him in a bear wolf hug: OOOOOOH Thank you Terry, I love and can't thank you enough for this!!

Terry, gasping for air in pain: Amy, I can't-! I can't breath-!

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Amy: *sees Terry sleeping with his back against the tree* Woah Terry is actually asleep at this time of the day?

Terry, sleeping: ....

Amy: *looks around in case of anyone else seeing them, kisses him on the lips*

Terry, wakes up and blushing: G-huh?! A-Amy...? did you just...?!

Amy, red as an apple: OH GOD HE WOKE UP!! At least no one is- *notices the others are staring at them a few meters away* OH FU—

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And now...three of these from their adult years...

Terry: Y'know, when you said you were "magical in bed" this isn't exactly what I exp-

Amy: *pulls out an 8 poker card* Is this your card?

Terry, flabbergasted because it was: Holy smokes, IT IS—!

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Amy: Sweetie, do you think this dress makes me look fat?

Terry, jokingly: Hey, don't blame the dress now, hun! *chuckles* I'm so funny

The skies became dark

Amy: *gets so angry that she made a callback to when she was hit by his water bucket prank when they were kids*

Terry, scared for his life: Ah!? AMY HOLD ON, WAIT IT WAS A JOKE—

Meanwhile their kids are with the others (and their kids as well)

Sidney: Welp kiddos, better hope that your old man survives this one again...

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Terry: Hey everyone! Sorry if I'm late for the festival, I was busy doing stuff

Amy, behind him looking really happy/satisfied: Hi everyone! I'm stuff~

Terry: Oh my god, AMY NO-!

Everyone, putting their troll mode on: Ha ha Terry, you are definitely doing Amy/my sister/my daughter!

[krispytigerdaze]

But think you can draw Erma and Amy being competitive with each other during their double date with their bfs? (constantly trying to one up each other, with Erma locking hands and foreheads with Connor while Amy carries and kisses Terry bridal style, while both boys are confused and red-faced) from @yaboirezzy

[yume-fanfare]

WAIT MAR YOU BAKE RIGHT. DO YOU WANT MY MOM'S RECIPE FOR PIE (COMES IN APPLE OR CHOCOBANANA FLAVOURS)

OH ABSOLUTELY ????

[xoxocals]

It's day two, breakfast looks super weird, but I was up for most of the night last night looking after my bf who has a stomach bug. I think I can still hold it together to stick to the diet the rest of the day.

Day 2: 700kcal

Breakfast

Coffee (3kcal)

Hazelnut Creamer (150kcal)

Nutrigrain chocobanana bites 1/2 (70kcal)

Slice of roast beef (65kcal?)

Banana 1/2 (52.5kcal)

Lunch

Chobani peach yogurt (110kcal)

Banana 1/2 (52.5kcal)

Dinner

Campbell's Vegetable beef soup 1cup (110kcal)

1/2 cup green seedless grapes (52kcal)

Total Cals In: 665kcal