NOTES to MYSELF and EVERYBODY else AND everything RANDOM

The Chocolate is Dead

This is all true...WHAT IS MY LIFE?

*insert Sky's L.A. noire voice from Do Not Laugh....*

It started out with my mom leaving the chocolate chips out in the sun. They melted into a gooey mess inside the bag. Me seeing this thought it would be a good idea to freeze them into a giant pile of chocolate and then indulge on them with my friend.

They were stuffed into our freezer and sat there until the next day.

I took out the chocolate late the next day. It was a hardened block of pure delicious chocolate. I brought it out side hoping to eat it with my friend. We tried breaking off pieces with our hands but it didn't work. Then we got a knife and hacked at it, managing to cut off one piece. We got tired and it continued to melt so it was put in the fridge.

Later that night we took it out again and hacked at it. One piece fell of again and it was eaten. We decided it was too much work to cut it and stuffed it in the microwave. It was put in there for about five minutes total. when we pulled it out it was dry and crumbly. We added some water and put it back it for another thirty seconds, the RV smelling like brownies.

When we pulled it out, it reminded us of diarrhea. So not knowing what else to do we put it back in the freezer and waited.

The next morning we pulled it out. It was frozen. My friend, being the only one darting enough to taste it, chipped off a piece and are it, saying it tasted like brownies.She then proceeded to try to get me to eat it. I told her no and exclaimed 'The chocolate is dead' and took it from her throwing it into a pit of fire. 'The chocolate is dead'.