"Hi, Y'All. Today we're making Black Strap

"Hi, Y'All. Today we're making Black Strap Molasses Bacon Cookie Pancake Butter Cream Puffs with a Bourbon Vanilla Fudge Twinkie sauce," gushed Paula Dean. Her eyes gleamed like

two deep fried candied apples, & her sugar dumpling breasts heaved as she laughed a cloud of powdered sugar. The kids screamed in delight as the boat flowed past her on Fudge river

To the Sea of Chocolate. There, it was a perfect Fudgeland refuge, with chocolate mansions and cars.the smell of fudge was everywhere. The Chocolate Snowman clan celebrated their

New liberation by melting the unbelievers and drinking them with marshmallows. The perfection soon became marred when the Candy cane clan invaded with birthday candle canons. And

sprayed eachother with whipped cream!

"Bite me, you little pumpkin pie!" she purred coquettishly. "You're the pumpkin pie!" he replied, so overcome with whipped cream that he couldn't think of anything better to say.

He lashed out with an orange fist, it connected with her face. "Ow!" she screamed. She responded with a swift kick to the crotchal area, inhibiting any further attack

Or so she thought. When the kick got to the crotch it never connected with anything throwing her off balance which her opponent had been waiting for. His orange fist was relentless

keeping in rhythm with the salsa music playing over the loudspeaker. His pants began to deflate slowly revealing a swirling black hole where a crotch should have been. His straw ha

t tipped backwards to reveal his true identity and true intention. "MHAHHA, Dorothy! You will NEVER return to Kansas! NOW do you understand??!!" And she was sucked into his hole.