Chocolate Santa fell down
In late December, I tweeted:
and then our date took a turn for the weird as I stuffed a 40 lb black man into the trunk of my car...
It was a simultaneously tasty and tasteless message. After an early date, we discovered an unwanted chocolate Santa - 40 lbs of local Dilettante chocolate - and minutes later, my master negotiator wife had me loading him into the car at a great price.
Six months after Christmas (June 25th), we finally got our act together to hold a small party to consume 'im. We had spent a fair amount of time speculating about whether 40lbs meant he was solid, and about ways to break him up. On the latter point, we took the easy option. Watch the video for the answer to the first question.
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