Hangry

Your mom might make you a balanced, healthy supper before you go to baseball practice. She drives you to practice. She picks you up from practice. You are grouchy. You are hungry. Again. But when you arrive home, your dad is also home! He takes pity on your poor stomach that is full of hunger pangs at 9:00 p.m. and makes you a gigantic double decker sandwich with every possible trapping, and it is so tall you can barely fit your teenage mouth around it. It disappears in less than two minutes.