Snackademic

Difficulty: 7/10 (warning: chips are slightly more photorealistic than your self-control)

Behold: the feline philosopher of indulgence, reclining with the poise of a Roman emperor who just discovered processed food and passive-aggressive beverages. He has made peace with who he is. You, on the other hand, are still trying to figure out if that grin means “join me” or “you’ll never be me.”

Every piece you place draws you deeper into the comfort cult of Diet Soda Logic—the ancient belief that as long as you drink zero calories, nothing else counts.

This puzzle isn’t just a snack break, it is the break. Assemble it while contemplating your choices. Then continue to make none.

🌀 Great for: casual nihilists, hardcore loungers, and diet soda apologists

🧀 Bonus: Chips never go stale when they're made of cardboard

😼 Warning: Side-eye from this cat is legally binding and emotionally devastating