- My cat woke me up from a wonderful nap because I wasn’t positioned properly to serve as his pillow.
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That right there hits home. I like the 92%, wife wants more like 72, and the kids like stuff in the 84% range.
None of us are satisfied with the others’ choices so i have to come home from Aldi with 5 bars.
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Sounds like somebody has figured out how to game the system!
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Thankfully, we usually have a variety of chocolates in the house — usually tending towards darker, but we don’t eschew milk chocolate like some people. It’s a mood thing, and there’s a time & place for both… sometimes, even white chocolate 
(hoping more sensitive souls won’t be too scarred by the mere mention of it 
)
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I always thought white chocolate was an oxymoron… never been scarred by it, but just too picky (anal?) to call something absent chocolate chocolate.
What would you call it? Cocoa butter vanilla dessert doesn’t exactly trip off the tongue 
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Give it its own name. Something “exotic” like Tirchyk.
This Isn’t Really CHocolate, You Know.
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I would like to thank you for your bravery in going public on your stance regarding white chocolate. I agree, but I know you were putting yourself out there. 
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The Reverend Jesse Jackson reads from the Book of Samuel.
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Some years later - and quite possibly inspired by this SNL reading - a comedian (I think Kathleen Madigan but not positive, and can’t find it) did a skit with a dramatic reading of Fuzzy Wuzzy Was A Bear as Jesse Jackson. It had the audience in stitches.
How about ignoring those pesky medical bills?? Or paying them late??
Or is that too tame a vice for the next 40 days??
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Oh, we’ll be ignoring them at least until we talked to our insurance with re: to our deductible, which we hit in January.
I was hoping for something slightly more fun, TBH
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