Can we be honest right here and now?
It's about the sin of choclatification.
After dinner, I ate not just a chocolate brownie (rich and smooth, filled with tiny little nuts that crunched so agreeably) but a small container of Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Brownie ice cream (which, while rich, cold and creamy, had very little actual brownie in it-if at all) I ate these, I did, while I drank European hot chocolate (the milk being almond milk-because you all know how gross it is to contemplate where cow's milk comes from: cow teats (which, incidentally, is pronounced "tits" not "teets"- just so those of you in the ignoramous community know and are set straight). And let's not go into how FILTHY cows are. 'Cos they ARE!
I wish I could say it was glorious. But all I got was a stomachache. :(
*sigh*
Well, I have to go. Cap is looking expectantly at me. With those puppy dog eyes.
Dammit.
At least tonight he's wearing pajamas.
G'night, my loyal fans!
Kisses,
Hilda
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