Rapunzel Milk Chocolate and Cheesey C/A Parables

Today I ate most of my Rapunzel Milk Chocolate bar. I have one piece left of that former 3-ounce bar. [I usually get the Semi-Sweet version, which uses real Rapadura, this one though uses Cristallino, which is refined once… so not as strongly flavoured. I use Rapadura in my kitchen. It’s better than “sugar”. 🙂 ]

I didn’t mean to eat that much of it all at once. It was just so good.

So imagine that you had one piece left, as I do. Then imagine you picked up the pile of February 1, 2005 U.S. Mail and saw the most recent Credenda Agenda in it, and perusing it grew disgusted at the cheesey issue.

Then how would you feel after reading THIS parable. It is printed on page 28 of Volume 16, Number 5 — and it’s also on Doug’s site here.

Me: It makes me feel like eating that last piece of glorious chocolate. But I won’t be co-erced into such action.

I will wait until the rudeness of Moscow recedes from my Visionary Mind, then I will wait longer, to be certain that the ugly picture is gone, and THEN I will partake the last piece of my Rapunzel Milk Chocolate bar.

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Now, if you believe the above, please know that I have no need of waiting to eat my chocolate piece. Doug Blitherings don’t bother me THAT much. Just enough to give me something to write about.

I mean everything I said, I mean that it does disgust me, and doesn’t bother me that much. It disgusts my emotional self, but not past my high intellect that just says “Boo!” right back at Doug.

Dougy Parables are always filled with punches and vitrolous gasses. I don’t provide the matches, HE does. He thinks he’s lighting up truth. Ha. If only that were the case. It’s not.