I'll never eat Belgian chocolate again.

I'll never eat Belgian chocolate again.

This morning, I strolled over to the local chocolaterie and selected a small box of assorted Belgian chocolates. Little did I know that inside one of them was a crunchy, six-legged

spider. I wrote a complaint to the chocolate factory, but they were more interested in bringing in entomologists and debating: if a spider has 6 legs, can it be called a spider?

Maybe I should be worried that the chocolate factory hired entomologists? I sneaked into the factory and spied. Sick! They were putting bugs into more recipes than just the chocola

te. They also put bugs throughout the Wonka's factory for pure espionage. I could taste the irony as I chomped down on a chocolate beetle, eyeing Wonka with suspision and adulation

.What a diabolical plan for world domination! Even the world's greatest despots ate Wonka Chocolates.Audio channels from bugged chocolates were monitored by Oompa Loompa operatives

Silent K. Using that disguise Agent 194 would infiltrate a silver ware set and replace, with himself, the K of the target's steak knife. From that vantage he could access what was

to be the target of the stabbing before it was stabbed. Agent 194 covered himself in tin foil and tried to look sharp. Silent K grabbed him and poked the King of Thailand with him

poking & grabbing, grabbing & poking...the air...nothing...Agent 194 found himself poking, grabbing, thrusting, & bobbing...in...Lake Michigan. Foiled again!