Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Chocolate Frosting

My parents had bought a large, chocolate Costco sheet cake for my sister’s last birthday. There was a party, but my uncle made a barbeque and most of the cake went uneaten. My sister brought it back to her apartment where I was subletting for the summer.

I was seeing a guy during the time, and I thought it might be fun to forgo a movie one night and eat cake. I asked him if I could spread the chocolate on him and eat it off. After some persuading he agreed, and as I was PMSing at the time, I spared no frosting. I covered his upper body in the chocolate. And then I went to kiss his neck, and the chocolate didn’t taste good.

“Ew. This is awful… You should probably go shower.” Poor guy.