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Thursday, December 21, 2006

Ode To Toll House

As I stare at thee, the last refuge from the gas fired hell that is the oven, I take pause as I contemplate thy brief existence.

The warm chocolate juices that flow from thine own insides, covering my flesh and coating mine own passage as I consume thee, the last morsel of existence before I devour thee.

Thine existence was but a flicker in time, the passage of thy richness into my bosom giving warmth within mine own soul and comfort to my senses.

Alas. Be still, and be remembered.


Anonymous said...

This reminds me...I must make cookies for "Santa"

curmudgeon said...

You better get busy!

Jean said...

Dave... put down the Niquil!!!

curmudgeon said...

Sorry. I got hooked in high school.