So I indulged in another nutty brown substance today (see last post).
Chocolate!
I took a tour of the factory today. It was only three bucks and I got to hang out with a busload of senior citizens. One woman was saying, “Remember when Lucy and Ethel worked in the chocolate factory?” And I said, “What are you doing after the tour? Wanna go make a sticky mess?”
It was very informative and delicious. The guide said that most of the cocoa that we use for chocolate comes from Africa. So I called her a racist! They had these pipes all over the place that were flowing with liquid chocolate. And this one woman was dismembering a 35lb Easter Bunny. Good thing there were no children present. Just me and the ladies…All right.
Monkey, out…
Sophisicated, And So Mature
I Couldn’t Really Care If You’re 50 Or 74
why do you always get to have all the fun? luckyyyyyyyyyyy
what a lucky bunch of old ladies…