A friend sent me an email stating that reading my blog is like "chocolate syrup being licked off [his] body." Could anything be more flattering? Nay. Comparing my goofy musings to the greatest, and most ingenious, combination of two of the absolute dreamiest necessities of life? I am now complete.
In a perfect world I would never have to go without either one. But, when I am without a luvah in my bed, you can be damn sure there is going to be plenty of chocolate in my cupboard. If it were up to me I would wake up every morning in a chocolate mousse bed next to a man made entirely of chocolate, roll over and nurse chocolate babies - chocolate milk from chocolate breasts, dive into a chocolate tub for a bubbling hot fudge bath and eat nothing but creamy dark chocolate all day long. I would inhale chocolate, swim in chocolate, make love in chocolate, dream about chocolate, sing about chocolate, dance the interpretive chocolate dance until I die and then be buried in an elaborately carved chocolate coffin in a chocolate castle next to my yummy soul mate of a chocolate man.
If it were up to me.
1 comments:
em, file this in the "in case I need it" cubby: chocolate burns. It is especially problematic on those, uh, "sensitive" areas...you know, those Happy Places !!!
There are special kinds of chocolate that can be purchased at those special kinds of stores.
...and to think I was a YW president once...
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