Dear Lover,
You asked me this a few days ago:
If you could choose a chocolate bar to have sex with, what one would you choose?
I’d choose a Twix. There’s less chocolate than other finger bars so it won’t melt as quick. It’s ribbed for extra pleasure. And there is two of them, if you think you could last that long…
What would you choose?
Love,
Me.
at a wedding in italy last year i met a man, a nice one, and over the course of a drunken evening he asked me that selfsame question (at the time i thought it was unique as chat-up lines go). i thought about it and in the end plumped for a Moro - there’s something about the shape that appealed to me.
i didn’t kiss him because i liked him, and wanted to see him again. turns out that after i had gone home that night he turned his attentions to another young lady and asked her the same question. “Bourneville” she replied. “because it’s hard“.
they’ve been together ever since.
I thought I was being entirely original there. Honest.
Dear Lover you have won my filthy badge for this week! Mail me your address and I’ll post it out to you, all I ask is that you post a picture of it on your blog! Thanks for the entertaining reading!
Midgetwrangler.blogspot.com
Midge
Rosie, you haad a narrow escape. I suspect he may have been hanging out at Twenty’s, where the talk has turned to chocolate love in the past.
Bournville is cheap and crappy, a bit like her response!
Oo, look, dlb, I pointed the Filthy spotlight to shine at your page!
Midge - I am honoured.
Thank you.
Jo, thank you for whatever hand you played in the filthy allocation.
Love,
Me.
Oi!
So did I! Maybe we both did it at the same time Jo. I’d hate Midge to have to adjudicate on this.
SL