mmmmm, bitter wet chocolate treats
In other news, friend in italy sent me adored bizzare sweet, and gorgeous dull man returned to island.
So daniella sent me a pack of Pocket Coffee (tm) today. The rectangular choclolate with coffee inside. Not coffee syrup. Not coffee cream. Coffee. Strong, cold, espresso Coffee.
You bite in, and it explodes, all over the inside of your mouth. Concentrated, cold coffee. I ate two of them in a row and my hands were shaking.
The best thing about them is not eating them, although they are damned good, but giving them to other people to try, an watching their faces contort as the cold, bitter coffee explodes in their mouths.
Does that sound sadistic? Apologies.
What do you call a man playing snooker with a pint of guinness balanced on his head?
No, really?
because no fucker here knows
