My co-workers must be mad.
Our Belgian distributor came in today, and brought a generous box of Neuhaus chocolates.
It is irresponsible, insane, and in extreme bad-taste to leave an open box of Neuhaus chocolates un-eaten at the end of the day. I mean, don't these proletes have any taste?!? Divine and exquisite chocolate barely touched?!? Are they ALL worrying about their waist?!?
What are they, nuts?!?
What a waste!!!!!!!!!
Neuhaus is a sacrament. I know there are people who like Godiva, but feh I say. Neuhaus rules. Godiva is a cheap tart compared to Neuhaus, merely an exhibitionist, the immodest slut.
Mmmmm, Neuhaus!
http://www.neuhauschocolate.com/
This side of the office is entirely empty, except for myself. The late afternoon sun is shining in, reflected off the windows of other buildings. It is quiet. Peaceful.
There's a box of Neuhaus sitting on a table on the other side of the divider.
I am alone, in the presence of a box of Neuhaus.......
I have just bitten into my twentieth piece......
The box is now empty.
I have saved my idiot co-workers from a horrendous oversight.
I am both plete and plenished.
Neuhaus is coursing through my veins. I am happy.
I am feeling somewhat....... full.
I had better leave before I lose consciousness.
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I always thought it was between Godiva and Leonidas, with Neuhaus being a clear third. (That's how I learned it.)
Anyway, that deliberation doesn't make fasting any easier.
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