I’m getting ready to return to in person office work and planning a wedding. But you know what is giving me the most anxiety? THE SUMMER SNACKET.

Hey Google, play Summertime Sadness by Lana Del Ray. Hey Google, turn off bedroom lights. Hey Google, end this for me.

HOW CAN YOU F'ING MONSTER MAKE SO MANY WRONG CHOICES IN LIFE?!

I’m filling out the snacket, my husband is out golfing, we’ll see whose self loathing is most peaked today.

My husband: cheezits win. Me: they’re not in this round. Him: what is even the point then

Well newbies, now you may be seeing some things that you're not quite accustomed to. A brawl over what fried tidbit tastes best, verbal massacre when a hometown favorite is slighted... but what really sticks with you is the guilt. Every revenge vote after your pick loses is just another spin of the viscous cycle that is the Snacket.

I envy all you dairy consuming gods among men. I wish my innards will be strong enough to walk among you and shared in your cheesy heaven.

Still haven't gotten up the nerve to show the Snacket to the girl I'm dating. Maybe it's a dark secret I carry to my grave.

My disappointment in humanity knows no bounds when it comes to snacket

My daughter asked how we win the snacket. No one wins baby, we all loose.

I pass the link to every guy I’m in the “talking stages” with. Not only am I contemplating my life choices, but really seeing where they fail at life.

This is by far the hardest Snacket I’ve participated in but also the most educational as I now indulge in trying so many new snacks.

I’m angry, I’m elated, I’m questioning my childhood….god I love this!

*reads comments while sipping my cherry limeade* Yep. It's going just like I expected.