Bert Finkle
Feb 23, 2017 · 1 min read

i open the package of artichoke ravioli. i grab one (1) artichoke ravioli. i look at the artichoke ravioli. i look at the clock. i see the time. i put the artichoke ravioli inside of an empty pot. i pour chocolate sauce into the pot and turn on the stove. i turn the dial to a low heat. the chocolate heats up. i put my finger in the choco;late to test the heat. it is warming. i look at the rest of the artichoke ravioli in the package. i consider putting more ravioli in the pot. it is too late for that now. i look at the clock. i see the time. i take the pot of boiling ravioli and pour it on my breasts. the feeling of chocolate sauce burning my chest. i love it. i take the artichoke ravioli that has stuck on to the chocolate that has stuck onto my chest and i put it inside of my mouth, it is far too hot for me to chew or swallow. so i keep my mouth open to let the heat escape whily my chest continues to burn. i begin to chew the chocolate covered artichoke ravioli. it tastes chocolatey, and like artichoke ravioli. it is good. i swallow. thank you

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