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confectionary tales

i just popped out to the sandwich shop to get my lunch and i popped in to the newsagents to get the chocolate element of my lunch. the conversation went like this:
me:[after looking at the chocolate for a while] there sure is a dazzling array of confectionary available for the modern man
newsagent: yes, too much if you ask me. people still want more and aren’t happy with what we’ve got
me: yes, that’s because chocolate can’t satisfy the soul
the newsagent then stared at me like i was completely mad. i took my queue and left.


1 thought on “confectionary tales”

  1. the aforementioned newsagent obviously has not found what he’s looking for although he very much thinks he should be able to find it within the wares he is selling.

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