The Dangers of a Pint (of Ice Cream)

The dangers of starting in on a pint of ice cream is a matter of temperature.
The pint is too small to actually scoop a portion into a bowl - that would be silly - so the individual is left eating from the container.
This in itself is not a problem, but as the he with the spoon peels back a layer of ice cream, he reveals for himself the chunks of chocolate, ribbons of peanut butter, and nuts.
Now, for one who carries with him a level of self-control, this is no problem. The individual will take what he preemptively deemed acceptable, and leave the rest.
However, as he slowly lips the spoon, changing the chunk of ice cream from crystalized stone into a damp, slightly warmer river stone of bliss, that which is left in the container begins to form for itself an outer rim of lightly melted cream.
The individual now finishes what was supposed to be his last bite, and says to himself, "I'll just scrape off that little melted part." After all, once melted, ice cream is never the same again.
In this unfortunate realization, he glides the spoon along the edge, scrapes just a small bite, but reveals to himself and God more delicious chunks of nuts or chocolate or a perfect ribbon of peanut butter. "I'll finish with one last taste of that," he tells himself.
Alas, that bit of peanut butter is, every time, too rich, and must be cooled down with another small bite of ice cream.
By this time, there is a new rim of melted ice cream, mocking him, on top of the, now, half-pint that remains.
Just, be careful with your pints of ice cream. That's all.