From: Brigitte
Subject: Birthday cake gone wrong
Our Reservations Manager’s birthday is today. They had cake for him. I had a piece when I got back upstairs. I was eating and started crunching a huge piece of candy. Funny, it tasted like terrible candy, almost like a crayon. What the hell. I was eating a melted candle. How did I know? Because I stopped chewing when I found the top part with the wick.
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