It was the stickiest situation since Sticky

It was the stickiest situation since Sticky the Stick Insect got stuck on a sticky bun.
Which, ironically, was not very sticky at all.
Speaking of not very sticky things that are supposed to stick. That reminds me of the time I stuck a piece of gum under
the car, and waited for it to melt off like everyone said it was "supposed" to. But things never go as we'd like them to do, and this was no exception.
Instead of turning soft and slowly melting down, it remained exactly the way it was. And it did so, no matter hkw high the temperature. And it was terrifying.
The indestructible chocolate left me deeply shaken. It would not melt. I took a blowtorch to its outer rims, yet it remained unchanged. Could it be? The cacao to rule them all?
I wondered what would happen if I consumed some of this seemingly indestructible chocolate. Surely my powerful digestive juices would prevail. I swallowed it whole, then realized
that not only was I half-dog, but I had also inherited an allergy of cocoa through my accursed concubines! My stomach growled warily, and I felt the chocolate percolating through
my veins in liquid pain. Who or what had given me such an awful concoction of fudge and chocolate I didn't know but it was sure doing a number in my gut. How I would dearly love
the taste of sweet chocolate. Whoever came up with the idea of making food out of those beautiful beans was the greatest person in the world. But... My head still hurts. Ouch

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