12.4.06 | Choc Menace!
Last night, hot and sticky from the city's wrathful version of summer, i stripped down to my lacy pink panties and thought that if this sentence didn't catch anybody's attention, i was definitely losing my sybaritic touch.... as Transience said in her blog, earlier...
To which i might add that i looked awesome in my own lacy pink panties while reading the above, but even better when mis-matching a stripey halter top with it, also. And licking pieces of chocolate seductively, too!
*pauses a moment to allow this visual information to sink in to the readers alarmed and panicking synapses*
So anyway, i've called you all here to discuss the misspelling of things in the Bible and other Holy Holy books... oh no... wait, that's the next post... hmm...
Yeah, Chocolate, that's wot this post is about!
now i have to say, Ladies and gents... that the general input of chocolate from your good selves has been slacking somewhat at Saturnyne Mansions. Yes indeed! So i feel very fortunate and special to have such a yummy friend as Dr Voddy who recently sent me some choc all the way from San Francisco (via Chicago).
Not only that, but i felt special care and attention had been lavished on such a gift. Dr Voddy knows that the city of Emperor Norton I and Mark Eitzel and speed fog is quite possibly my favourite city in the whole universe (Although i suppose i should visit it one day, to be totally sure).
So i've been sitting here, eating it... and thinking i'm tasting a little piece of the nicer part of America... and nice America is quite Delish, all sugar and spice... unlike nasssty America which is a bit slugs and snails and puppy dogs tails flavoured, atm.
And here is a pic of the aftershock:
Yes, i know the unsophisticated amongst you are now asking "Why is the chocolate in Monsieur Saturnynes bathtub?"
Oh puh-leeeaze! Surely you're not telling me that you're unaware of the pleasures of eating yummy chocs in a nice hot bath, aloholic beverage (No, not beer, you unromantic fool!) in one hand, book in the other, and plucking chocs from the choc-bag with yr tentacles and other various appendages, are you?
You are?!?!? *rolls eyes*
Well i'm not... and that pic, my friends, is the post-yummy-choc-eating-aftermath.
And that concludes my post for today, ladies an' germs.
As you were.