Chocolate Pudding?As a hungry child (probably about four or so) I was out of bed early one morning and hunting through the fridge for food. Upon spying a lovely big bowl of chocolate pudding I took a spoon and sat in the doorway of the fridge to chow down.
It was not long until my mum entered the kitchen to see her first born, under a spotlight, eating a bowl of cold, slightly congealed, gravy.
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It was not long until my mum entered the kitchen to see her first born, under a spotlight, eating a bowl of cold, slightly congealed, gravy.