Ranch Love.

Apparently it's Greek Week here on campus, because as I was loading up on cheese sticks and there was a small cluster of sorority chicks standing behind me doing the foot tap and giving me dirty looks. So I grab a couple of cheese sticks, and as I move to the dipping sauces and head toward the ranch, I hear the bitch behind me audibly make a noise of annoyance.

I mean, this whole operation took a minute max. I wasn't being an annoyingly long cheese stick obtainer. The 90 pound chick behind me obviously was judging me for getting cheese sticks with ranch. But you know what? That's part of fatty culture.

I'm of the personal opinion that you cannot be a fatty without loving ranch. It's pretty much the most calories you can fit it any condiment, and as a fatty, I like to put it on everything. It's a great replacement for ketchup (think fries, veggie nuggets) and I'm not going to lie- I take it to the max and put it on pizza.

And it's DELICIOUS.

Love,
Emily