That Chocolat
Once upon a time there was a little fat girl who ate a chocolat. She has eaten chocolat before but nothing compares to that chocolat. That chocolat was amazing in a way that it would be impossible to describe in this story. That chocolat was the best chocolat she ever tasted. The taste, the smell. The best.
The thing is that shortly after she discovered that sweet piece of paradise, they simply stopped the selling in Brazil. It was now being sold exclusive in England and only english fattys could bite that chocolat. And the girl could try to import that chocolat but it was a price that she could not pay.
What happened next is a bit sad: the girl never got happy about a chocolat ever again. Is not that she stopped eating chocolat, no. Not the case. But she never felt so happy and satisfied with a chocolat ever again.
The taste, the smell...
The Sad End.
The thing is that shortly after she discovered that sweet piece of paradise, they simply stopped the selling in Brazil. It was now being sold exclusive in England and only english fattys could bite that chocolat. And the girl could try to import that chocolat but it was a price that she could not pay.
What happened next is a bit sad: the girl never got happy about a chocolat ever again. Is not that she stopped eating chocolat, no. Not the case. But she never felt so happy and satisfied with a chocolat ever again.
The taste, the smell...
The Sad End.