I spent about 20 years carting around a can of Borden's chocolate condensed milk.
I must have moved about 45 times and it was always right there in my cupboard.
every one who had any reason to go into my kitchen cupboard asked about that can.
"what is that?"
I told everyone that it was my cure for a really bad day.
"what do you do with it?"
I told everyone that it was the recipe for sunshine in a can; just add can opener and a spoon.
the truth is i had never even tried it.
i don't even know where the can came from.
then one day, I DID have a really bad day.
and I ate it.
it was terrible.
it wasn't even very chocolatey.
needless to say, I haven't bothered to buy a new can.
it did improve my mood, though. I hadn't laughed in days, but I couldn't contain the ironic hilarity.
I was laughing so hard that I almost spit out the gooey mess at least half a dozen times.
it wasn't pretty.
I must have moved about 45 times and it was always right there in my cupboard.
every one who had any reason to go into my kitchen cupboard asked about that can.
"what is that?"I told everyone that it was my cure for a really bad day.
"what do you do with it?"
I told everyone that it was the recipe for sunshine in a can; just add can opener and a spoon.
the truth is i had never even tried it.
i don't even know where the can came from.
then one day, I DID have a really bad day.
and I ate it.
it was terrible.
it wasn't even very chocolatey.
needless to say, I haven't bothered to buy a new can.
it did improve my mood, though. I hadn't laughed in days, but I couldn't contain the ironic hilarity.
I was laughing so hard that I almost spit out the gooey mess at least half a dozen times.
it wasn't pretty.
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