First off, that’s a terrible choice to raise blood sugar.
Second, the plane has soda, which will.
But go ahead inventing whimsically fake scenarios that might somehow justify your terrible personhood.

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Aunt Hippie’s Opinions N Sh!t
Aunt Hippie’s Opinions N Sh!t

Written by Aunt Hippie’s Opinions N Sh!t

Frizzy-headed witch dyke. Heretic in the church of Capitalism. Angry feminist. Pro-immigrant. Pro-choice. Pro-human decency, anti-racist. All genders are valid.

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OK, fine. What if it's a granola bar with peanut butter? What if it's a Payday bar?

I'd love to see how quickly you could flag down a flight attendant and get a soda. And then I'd like to see how you dealt with the HUGE blood sugar spike you'd get…