Defying belief.

Okay. Imagine this. Imagine a big tasty scoop of your favorite flavor of ice cream. Each lick is a tour of paradise. You love your ice cream. It’s so tasty and comforting.

Someone comes along and smacks the ice cream out of your hands and laughs. You know in your heart that you’ll never get another ice cream quite that good again. And all you can do in the meantime is lick frozen dog shit and wish it were ice cream. 

Like that.