I've heard that a picture is worth a thousand words.
I don't know about a thousand, but this one sure says something.
It seems to have something to do with the wonderfully awesome spiffiness of my parents, and how very loved I am.
See, those are Tastykakes. My parents are in PA, where Tastykakes are about as easy to find as saltwater in the Atlantic. I'm in Colorado, where both the Tastykakes and the Atlantic are difficult to get at. Kinda like the Middleswarth BBQ chips I like so much. The only thing that could've made this box better is if there'd been room for those funny off-white krimpet things, except I suspect they'd be all chocolate-smelling, because the box of cream-filled chocolate cupcakes seems to be trying to compete with the lavender keyboard/mouse pillow set for the Overpowering GoodStench of the Year award.
Mmm....
Sorry, I forgot what I was doing. There's this amazing chocolatey fog of joy hanging about my head, and my train of thought seems to have found an unfinished bridge....
Oh, right. My parents. They sent these to me. I'm so lucky.
And you're not. Neener.
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