I hate whipped cream

Today had a lot of un-great things about it. there is so much palpable stress within me at this moment and the slightest trigger is going to release all this mounting stress. For example, I hate whipped cream. I would sooner choke while drowning through rivers of bile than be forced to eat whipped cream. It is so foul and vomitous. The texture is the worst part. Ugh. Disgusting. I hate even looking at it. I would like to demolish those aisles at Price Chopper with my bare hands.

I want to be angry about something this unreasonable. somehow it diffuses the built-up stress.