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Mayor Nagin packs a little fudge into the dark abyss of my soul...
I'm looking forward to Chocolate New Orleans with great anticipation!
Do you think Ray Nagin will opt for a plain old run of the mill milk chocolate New Orleans, not unlike a Hershey bar? I'm hoping, considering the sizeable donation I (and many like me) made after the Katrina disaster that Mayor Nagin will go whole hog. None of that cheap dime-store chocolate for mister Nagin! I want to see a Godiva chocolate New Orleans with a creamy nougat center. I'd like the option to enjoy a mocha bon-bon New Orleans with perhaps a touch of hazelnut. And since I'm open-minded, why not a white chocolate truffle New Orleans...just so no one is left out? No crappy "Russel Stover assortment" New Orleans please, Mayor Nagin (it's cheap and tacky, and that waxy stuff plays hell with America's digestive tract, if you know what I mean).
No, I envision a bright Althea's chocolate tomorrow for the Big Easy. God wants it that way, and Ray Nagin is God's hand picked Oompa Loompa of love. Who needs massive urban development and a cogent plan for the future of a city on the brink of dissolution, when a sweet sugar fix could whisk all our cares away faster than you can say "melts in your mouth, not in your hand"? I'll be there with a gleam in my eye and hope in my soul.
Do you think Ray Nagin will opt for a plain old run of the mill milk chocolate New Orleans, not unlike a Hershey bar? I'm hoping, considering the sizeable donation I (and many like me) made after the Katrina disaster that Mayor Nagin will go whole hog. None of that cheap dime-store chocolate for mister Nagin! I want to see a Godiva chocolate New Orleans with a creamy nougat center. I'd like the option to enjoy a mocha bon-bon New Orleans with perhaps a touch of hazelnut. And since I'm open-minded, why not a white chocolate truffle New Orleans...just so no one is left out? No crappy "Russel Stover assortment" New Orleans please, Mayor Nagin (it's cheap and tacky, and that waxy stuff plays hell with America's digestive tract, if you know what I mean).
No, I envision a bright Althea's chocolate tomorrow for the Big Easy. God wants it that way, and Ray Nagin is God's hand picked Oompa Loompa of love. Who needs massive urban development and a cogent plan for the future of a city on the brink of dissolution, when a sweet sugar fix could whisk all our cares away faster than you can say "melts in your mouth, not in your hand"? I'll be there with a gleam in my eye and hope in my soul.