Her mother’s dig at her singleness was not quite so subtle at Easter as it had been at Christmas.
Hidden behind the sexy fondant shorts lay the chocolate man’s tiny cocoa sprinkle secret, explaining his shameful feeling of hollowness.
And when she ate him, she got sick!
Although it is a pleasure to feast on the handsome hunk, he disapears and leaves me like every other man when the feast is over…woe is me!
Quite simply, it was the best Easter Bunny his mother had ever given him, and showed Steve she had accepted his life.
When I made the wish on my birthday…”I wish all women would LOVE ME JUST AS I AM”, I didn’t mean this…!
He thought comedy dollar store chocolate would get him an invite upstairs, all it got him was an extra large dinner bill.
Although she found the deeply-tanned skin and chizzled body of her newfound boy-toy alluring, it was the edible underwear that told Lisa this would be a night to remember.
But when she got him home, it was the same old story: he was bitter and broke.
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