My sons paediatrician gave me two lollipops, for being brave when she told me, I had to to take my ten day old son to the hospital immediately because his fever was way too high for him being so tiny.
I‘m a 6ft, 240lbs kinda guy in my mid thirties with a resting bitch face and a grim beard.
I felt very seen in this moment.
One of those two lollipops didn’t even make through the door.
If any lactose tolerant person needs to enjoy a similar experience, I recommend drinking a few wheat beers and smoking a cigar.
If you add a sufficiently meaty burrito to the mix, you can make your large intestine feel like a bottle of champagne (shaken, not stirred)