Evil is...

...a triple chocolate milkshake.

It has crushed oreos, chocolate fudge, fudge brownie biscotti, and espresso... and after the week I've had, I deserve it!

Life sure does throw curve balls, doesn't it. And sometimes it makes us rethink our very foundations - renegotiate with ourselves about what really is important and what really does count. Everything happens for a reason, and there is always a bigger picture. Sometimes that's what we have to take comfort in.

Or you can just order yourself something evil so that your stomach can put you in time out later.