Picture this: I'm just minding my own business when a man in a blue suit shows up at my door.

He's not here to sell me anything, no, he's from Fiscal Affairs, and he's here to conduct a Feast Audit.

Basically, I have to prove I actually ate all those cakes, ice cream sundaes, and hotdogs by... well, eating them all over again right in front of him.

The chaos is real, the food baby is undeniable, and let's just say my jaw got a serious workout
https://youtu.be/f310fcc3QCs