I am pretty sure I know where a large quantity of this contraband is going: Into my coffee cup. I am relatively certain that the innocent looking plastic container sitting by my coffee pot with the pop-top lid is full of milk-flavored cocaine or something equally addicting.
I used to use a teaspoon to measure in a little taste, but my habit has morphed into a full-blown maniacal usage. Like any junkie with a habit that has gotten out of hand, I have to have my fix or I get cranky.
I want enough so that when I pour corn syrup solids, partially hydrogenated soybean oil and sodium caseinate milk derivative into my empty cup there is a wisp of powder that blooms at the top like a detonated mushroom cloud.
When you're as broke and as old as I am, your hang-ups are all you got left. If I am addicted, I guess the up side is that I can buy 11 ounces of this white powder for a dollar.
Ya'll be good or at least be good at it!