Yesterday evening there was a lovely triple chocolate bundt cake here. It was part of our Valentine's Day dinner, but we were all too full to eat it last night.
When I got home from work today, all that was left of the cake was the plastic tray it had been sitting on, along with the plastic cover and the wrapping, all of which were still laying on the counter.
There were bounties of plates and forks in the sink, smeared with the remnants of triple chocolate bundt cake.
The counters and floor were littered with triple chocolate bundt cake crumbs.
And nobody saved me even one little piece of triple chocolate bundt cake.
They only saved me the mess.
After I finished cleaning up after the lot of them, I got mad and told them all what I thought of them.
Duncan felt bad and gave me his last Valentine' s Reeses peanut butter cup. Olivia felt bad and gave me the Valentine M & M's she meant to give to her friend Sylvia but never got delivered.
Audrey and Will just looked guilty.
But I am still not bringing home any more chocolate cake any time soon.
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