Alice every day to survive the afternoon session with the dwarves, it stuns chocolate during the lunch break, because when it reaches the peak blood glucose is good, patient and numb. So every day, between 12 and 13 Alice shoots at least 2 chocolate cookies, maybe a nutella sandwich that its origins back to chess or a contraband Ciocorì received by mail.
Now, Alice is deemed a generous spirit, or at least sympathetic to the share.
From the tiny Pater and Mater the head have made a lot of that sharing is good, and she had good and now it is ruined, we have the conditions created, and since he was tall an apple or a little more like a good little she has kommune always adopted a general community of property and resources with the rest of mankind.
Alice, generous and magnanimous, he shares his sugar with the rest of the school and always leave the package at the disposal of glucose-workers, in case you decide to break the diet and enjoy some 'life, here. Does not annoys Alice
if colleagues devour the chocolate Novi. And 'happy even though the taste buds appreciate ammericane chocolate che non è svizzero, si sente una sorta di colonizzatrice del palato straniero.
Alice non si incazza manco quando le finiscono la Nutella. Che insomma, purtroppo pure il barattolo più grande del mondo ha un fondo.
Alice però diventa una iena quando il suo pacco di Gocciole al cioccolato viene lasciato lì, nella sua parvenza intonso e appetitoso, e poi scopre troppo tardi che è vuoto.
Che io dico, mavaccaboialerciainfame, buttatelo no? Così io capisco e ne compro un altro! Che mò ho un'orda di nani tra 10 minuti e ho BISOGNO del cioccolato!
Maledetti capitalisti arrivisti.
Alice è in cucina che ulula la sua disperazione, e la maestra Art pity and impressed (as well as clearly guilty ), offers the bottom of a jar of chocolate spread and chissàquando chissàdove popped up. Bon, is Nutella but here we are at a time criticissimo and there is no need to do the difficult.
"Which I am smearing the chocolate?" I do not have bread now! " Alice complains grumble
"Boh! a pretzel?"
"..."
"There are nachos"
"Can I scream?"
"Ok, Alice looks in the fridge, maybe there's sliced \u200b\u200bbread ..."
The bread is the bread inane ravine in the box, the most plastic and chemicals as possible, made from durum wheat and radioactive dall'appetitoso looks like a rubber tiles.
Alice closes her eyes, buries his hand in the package, turn up your nose and cover with a scoop everything with chocolate.
taste terrible. but oh well, at least it's sweet. Alice ends
bread with chocolate. It 'clearly dissatisfied, but really, come on, does not make the mica squeamish ...
takes the plastic bag with the remaining bread plasticky, is to put it back in the fridge ... and it is there.
That 's where you realize.
The bread is green.
All Green.
A green frog, a green with a hint of blue, green from a varicose vein with a turn to fluorescent.
Alice has just eaten bread, mold and chocolate.
Burp.
(Oh, but what happens if you eat mold? Grow mushrooms in the gut?)
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