Chocolate Covered Shit

At the soccer game, the coach yelled to the team "remember what I said about flies on chocolate!" I ask my daughter later what he had said to them about it, she has no idea what he was talking about. I think I know what he was talking about. I can read between the flies. He was talking about shit and covering it with chocolate.

Like the box of chocolates that came up in a story I heard from my neighbor recently. Luckily the receiver of that prank box of chocolates was warned in time to avoid a very unpleasant experience. Not so lucky was the boss of another neighbor, who, when she received a box of crap in the mail, no doubt from a fond employee, didn't find it covered with chocolate . Where was the love? She called the police, who I'm told appeared amused. I wonder how many employers get this special treatment. Sounds like it might happen all the time.

I keep hoping to find ghost stories in the Brooklynometry gmail, but none come. I've been soliciting them from people I know which makes me feel a little creepy for some reason. Not many people have them. What I did find in my email was a notice that I'd won the Swiss Lottery. Swiss? How luxurious. All I have to do is send them all my personal information. Hmmm. What's that I smell?