Coo Coo for Cocoa - Chocolate Chip Muffins

Chocolate Chip Muffins

Hello there, toots. My name is Proud and Porky Porterhouse Pete and I love them chocolate chip muffins. I really do. I love them chocolate chip muffins even more than a fat kid loves cake. And trust me, I know, because I myself was once a fat child with an affinity for the stuff. Mmm, those delicious treats sure warmed my stomach up nicely. It made me a little husky, though, I do have to admit that. Alright, truth be told, it made me more than just a little bit husky. It made me fat as a rat who's just eaten a cat. But hey, I recently joined a gym, and now I sweat off the calories from those chocolate chip muffins each and every day after work. It has turned out to be a nice way to relieve stress.

Yum.

Chocolate chip muffins taste great, that is for certain. Do you know what else is for certain? The fact that all this talk about eating a fresh, hot batch of chocolate chip muffins is making me extremely hungry. Is it feeding time yet? Is there going to be a feeding frenzy? Perhaps. But then again, perhaps not. Perhaps the sky is currently falling to the ground at an ever increasing pace, plummeting with rage and speed as Fred the giant rhinoceros finally realizes that he is not the king of the jungle as he had previously been told, but rather, fourth in command to the great lion. Shall he stage an uprising, or go down to the local corner store and have a cup of tea? There is no easy answer to this question. It's either real or it's a dream, there's nothing that is in between. The midnight sailor will find his way when the compass of Australia is unearthed at dawn.