01.30.03 :: 1:42 pm

Napoleon came back from her trip to San Francisco, and brought me a gigantimous hunk of chocoloate shaped like the Golden Gate Bridge.

It is the size of my head.

It could not be posing more seductively than it is right now, that little slut. We're in battle mode. Me against the sinister urges.

Bets are on: come 4:30, I'll be all over this thing like a fly on poo.

I like chocomut.

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