Empty stomach

You smell the baked goods from where you're standing. The thought of the cookies makes your stomach growl even louder. Oooh...you can almost taste the warm soft, dough and feel it in you, satisfying your new hunger. Little Red Riding Hood looks nervously at your round belly. "Umm...can I help you?" You snap back to reality. "No, I'm fine." Your stomach gives another long rumble. "Do you want a cookie?" "No...I just ate, thanks." She raises an eyebrow. "Then why is your tummy telling me you haven't?" You look at her and bare your fangs. Red Riding Hood drops the basket and runs for it. You chuckle. "That works." You pick up the basket and go into the woods. After walking about a mile into the forest, you're exhausted...and hungrier. You open the basket, and the cookies look more delicious then ever. You look at your stomach and it growls, shakin leaves of trees. You try to make a decision. Should you gorge yourself again and obey the demands of your ever complaining belly? Or should you resist and let it growl anyways?

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