I don’t mind people taking a little milk from my carton but today someone in my flat went a bridge too far. Donál was here this weekend (Slight digression; we had an awesome time and even went rowing. Thanks Donál for such a good weekend!)and brought me over a huge bar of Dairy Milk. The joy in my heart told me to cherish this and to savour every piece. I took 5 pieces on Tuesday, put it in the fridge and got up this morning to find the packet ripped down the middle and at least 20 pieces missing. Some fiend STOLE my Dairy Milk. You’d think this wouldn’t be a big deal but that was not a bar of Milka, it was not a bar of Ritter Sport, it was a bar of Dairy Milk. I am now searching for the culprit and I plan to cause great harm to them and show no mercy. I will show them the same amount of mercy that they showed my Dairy Milk…none. To save the rest of the chocolate I have put it into a Ziplock with a note as seen attached. I think the message is clear. I hope they all fear for their lives.
August 23rd, 2010
O comments at "The Dairy Milk"
Comment Now!