I can’t believe I have to resort to talking to my Pakistani uncle just to get my hands on some XXX dessert. I mean, what kind of world are we living in where we have to beg our relatives for a damn dessert? It’s like I’m in some twisted version of a Pakistani MMS video.

But hey, desperate times call for desperate measures, right? So here I am, chatting with my dear old uncle, trying to sweet talk him into sending me some of that delicious dessert. And let me tell you, it’s not easy. He’s as stubborn as a mule and twice as cranky.

But I won’t give up. I’ll keep buttering him up until he caves and sends me that dessert. And when I finally get my hands on it, I’ll savor every last bite like it’s the last thing I’ll ever eat.

So here’s to you, dear uncle. Thanks for being the gatekeeper to my sweet, sweet salvation.