My step-mom always told me to be careful about eating raw dough because dough ALWAYS rises. Unfortunately when you're home alone and baked like a cake after enjoying a personal peace pipe it's easy to forget your step-mom's advice. And even if I remembered, I was so baked and starving I probably would make the same mistake all over again just because of how fucking DELICIOUS the dough for my roommmate's chocolate chip buns was. It definitely took care of my munchies, that's for sure.
Turns out the worst thing that can happen when you start devouring delicious and delectable raw dough is that the dough MIGHT quadruple, no, expand a HUNDREDFOLD inside your belly and you'll enjoy the taste so much you'll keep eating even if you get as big as a house! Who knew that 5 dough balls would grow inside my belly until I looked 9 months pregnant with triplets..
Oh fuck, was that the door? My roommate is about to find me with my belly looking as if I devoured the whole fridge and the dough balls for her potluck that she left to rise have grown inside my gut to gargantuan size!! This is gonna be hard to explain..