deep chocolate pudding
i'm sorry but if there is one thing you can definitely eroticize it is deep chocolate pudding.
tonight at dinner as kate, nicole, and myself discussed life and food and boys, the conversation turned somehow to an imaginary model-like man wearing only a speedo (perhaps hiking boots) and carrying ski poles (obviously the sexy part of the outfit was the ski poles). as the meal continued we fantasized about backpacks and nalgene bottles and how these seemingly inanimate objects have actually taken on a sexuality all their own.
suddenly the conversation became both absurd and hilarious as i realized that my chocolate pudding was bubbling out of my mouth and nicole pointed out we were acting like old maids... soon enough the three of us entered into a very hysteric fit of laughter, a state we remained in for a good 5 minutes.
the fact that the individuals most likely to read this entry are nicole and kate must be addressed because i am writing it for posterity's sake, and because tonight reminded me of the moments i love so much
now... was that the front door or the back door?
tonight at dinner as kate, nicole, and myself discussed life and food and boys, the conversation turned somehow to an imaginary model-like man wearing only a speedo (perhaps hiking boots) and carrying ski poles (obviously the sexy part of the outfit was the ski poles). as the meal continued we fantasized about backpacks and nalgene bottles and how these seemingly inanimate objects have actually taken on a sexuality all their own.
suddenly the conversation became both absurd and hilarious as i realized that my chocolate pudding was bubbling out of my mouth and nicole pointed out we were acting like old maids... soon enough the three of us entered into a very hysteric fit of laughter, a state we remained in for a good 5 minutes.
the fact that the individuals most likely to read this entry are nicole and kate must be addressed because i am writing it for posterity's sake, and because tonight reminded me of the moments i love so much
now... was that the front door or the back door?