If I die I want my Mother and Brother to know I love them, to make sure they look after Baci and to throw out the pack of 'Choc Chip Cookie Dough Pop Tarts' in the pantry. I'd completely forgotten that my brother brought a pack of 'Choc Chip Cookie Dough Pop Tarts' until he asked if I've tried one last night. So I decided that I would take one to work, forgo my coffee and lightly toast it before enjoying a warm pastry with milk. Well that was the plan and now as I feel queasy and thus deeply regret this decision. Choc Chip Cookie Dough certainly sounds nice and I was expecting a mild biscuit base with nice pieces of tart dark chocolate puncturing the dough so as you chew it announces to your taste buds, "I'm here, hello!" Sadly 'Choc Chip Cookie Dough Pop Tarts' lack this and instead your nose is assaulted with the overwhelming stench of artificial substances. It's frankly awful and I'm tempted to throw its cursed twin in the bin where it will probably remain in plastic perfection in landfill. Forget batteries, plastic bags, old mobile phones, the latest threat to the environment is 'Choc Chip Cookie Dough Pop Tarts.' I really need to go and purge it from my system ... definitely not edible.
Choc Chip Cookie Dough Pop Tarts eh? What a mind-boggling last will and testament, I must say. But hey, anyone can decide how he or she would want his or her loved ones to do the burial rites. Some even wish to donate their functioning organs, and some leave their most treasured possessions to whomever they think deserves those.
ReplyDeleteTrudy Nearn @ GenerationsProbate