Posted by sean on May 19, 2014 at 1:30 pm in Chocolate with No Comments


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You were warned. I found this gruesome discovery this morning, after opening my desk drawer. This poor chocolate bar met an awful fate after being left in the office over the hot weekend.

I find it sickening how so much publicity goes into reminding people not to leave dogs in hot cars, yet there are hardly any public service announcements, warning of the dangers of unattended chocolate bars in warm weather.

The government or somebody should really set up a group to look after chocolate. “The National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Chocolate”, or NSPCC for short. Unfortunately, it is a poor reflection on this country, as this will never happen, and more chocolate bars will be lost (and melted) this summer.

I will do my best to save this unfortunate bar of Galaxy, by placing it in the fridge for a few hours. Sadly, it’ll never recover to its original state.

Luckily, the Double Decker, which was also left in my desk drawer managed to survive the hot weekend and did not melt. I have eaten it.

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