For those clever ones out there, my name is Welsh for the smiling basket. Why? Well, a basket is a vessel that appears stable. In fact, it is tightly wound, rarely reveals weakness and is widely accepted not to smile; that's me. I intend to, through this blog, unwind, release my load and smile, hopefully bringing strangers on the joy ride with me. So friends, I am setting out on a journey, and I hope to see you at the other end.
Saturday 23 March 2013
0064: CHEAP CHOCOLATE
A friend of mine had a chocolate craving, so we went into the dollar store and bought some cheap chocolate. Most people find it gross, but I find it funny. When I eat it, all that occurs is uncontrollable laughter. I'm not really sure why. Like our 99c pack of caramel filled Easter eggs, which tasted like alcohol, but didn't have alcohol on the ingredients list, made me laugh so hard. Especially because we ate them in a fancy department store, trying Lancome make-up and Chanel perfumes.
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