Archive | September, 2011

Chocolate

1 Sep

All I wanted was a piece of chocolate that wasn’t made out of wood.

Every now and then, my mind craves chocolate like a fresh zombie craves brains. I can’t explain it, I just need it.

After scouring my apartment, I was rocketed into ecstacy as my eyes lay upon a giant bar of chocolate!

I approached the bar with the enthusiasm of an excited child about to unwrap a new bike.

But my launch sequence was flawed. Just before lift off, my ship blew up into nine billion tiny bits, when I realized my chocolate bar was made of wood.

I could not eat the chocolate bar.

ConstantlySad