Cocoa Here!

I wanna kiss those sexy pink sugary lips of urs

Aheh....I...

Moving along.

Why's that?

You can call me anything you want to, by the way. I don't really label myself regarding pronouns and stuff.

Even if you referred to me as "it" like I was some piece of furniture.

Oh, I could never refer to a human as an "it". That would feel very disrespectful. Unless, of course, they're not human. However, pronouns and gender identities nowadays can be very confusing for me, there are many and I grew up in a much simpler time.

So in that case, I'll just stick to simplifying the conundrum by referring to you as anonymous, if that's alright with you of course. ☺️

This is why I don't go to Starbucks.

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Yeah, not interested! ☝️😁

Mr. Wonka. I know you're busy baking with Miss Cocoa, but Alice still wants to come to the barbeque at your factory the weekend, she insists you unban her immediately and talk to her directly. There's just nothing I can do to convince her otherwise. I'm sorry

You're tall.

Yeah, and that much closer to heaven. ☝️😌

🌷🌼 Send this to ten bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep the game going! (no pressure)🌼🌷

Aww! Well you're just as sweet as sugar, aren't you? I'm happy to hear you enjoy my blog, dear!

Can we see more wonka articles I love reading about your life!! :3

Of course you can! 😁 Here:

These are old, headlines for the opening of my factory to be precise! And if you can quite make out the Fortune magazine font it says, "The Most Successful Chocolatier in the World Opens the Gates of the Largest Chocolate Factory Ever Built".

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This is another article that goes along with the same date as the other. Grand opening of my factory, blah blah blah. Me cutting the ribbon. Fun stuff!

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And of course, this is an old one that I had posted once before in regards to a question about my awfully exaggerating 15-year disappearance:

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There are quite a few more good reads that I'm sure I could manage to dig up somewhere inside this factory. I'll post them sometime, eventually.

Why did you put secret recipe on the secret recipe? You should've known it was gonna get stolen 🙄🤷🏻‍♂️

Quite obviously for the same reason you came to my chocolate factory even though you hate chocolate, you obnoxious mumbling child.

LET US SEE YOUR HANDWRITING PLEASE

But you've already seen my handwriting when I briefly explained how affiliate marketing and networks work.

You're the only person who believes your lies, mumbler.

Homemade dinner guaranteed to taste better than ya mama's cookin'!

Indian style chicken and vegetable tray bake; sweet potatoes, courgettes, peppers, onions, cauliflower and fennel to start, tossed in oil, cumin and turmeric. Chicken pieces marinated in garlic, ginger, garam masala, homemade smoked chilli sauce, and lime juice. Roasted for 45 minutes then added broccoli, chopped garlic and tomatoes. Finished off for another 15 minutes and then served with a few dollops of raita (yogurt, mint, cucumber and coriander). And to wash it down, Verdi Spumante white sparkling wine, imported from Italy.

Look at those beautiful, bright colors. Those crisp veggies. That succulent, tender chicken.

Who said I can't hold it down in the kitchen? No one? Oh, I thought so. Ha.