
yesterday we got a bag on our doorstep. it wasn't some homeless guy's old shirts or a neighbor's garbage. no, it was a sample bag of nutella. now that kobe bryant's no longer nutella's spokesman, guess they need to resort to grassroots efforts to get the word out that nutella tastes delicous and will clog your arteries. i think i'll put this in the earthquake pile; this way, when it's the end of the world, at least i'll have something chocolatey and sinful to eat.

seems like alphie enjoys nutella, too.
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