After working almost ten hours yesterday, I grabbed my fork and rushed out the door. I jumped into the silver bullet and pulled hastily out of the parking structure. I stopped just outside the exit to make a quick phone call since I had no idea in what direction to head. Once my destination was confirmed and scouted on the local map of the city, I slowly pulled into the street traffic of Los Angeles. I inched along grudgingly, mad as hell that the idiot people would not get out of my way. Did they not know that I was on a date with destiny?
Thirty or forty minutes later, maybe longer, I arrived at my clandestine location. Had it only been thirty minutes? It felt like eternity. I swear every rubber-necking, brake checking slow poke was on the road in front of me! Errrr!!!
I whispered the super secret password that allowed my entrance into the grand halls of this very super secret location. A guard dog met me along the way and escorted me to the final door. What, you ask was behind that door? Well, for me it held either hell or heaven but I would only know if I dared to cross the threshhold.
Being a gutsy broad and knowing I was armed with my handy dandy fork, I entered a place where few have gone before. I stepped into the twilight zone. It's a place where cakes that are baked in the lonestar realm are miraculously transported for mere mortals like me to taste. But this wasn't just any cake. It's a cake that legends are created around. It's a cake that few have witnessed in the real world. It's tales have been handed down from journal to journal in that far off distant land of AOL-J.
I know you are wondering what miraculous confection was placed in front of me. Well, ladies and gentlemen, it was none other than a Slomo Coca-cola Cake! ::::gasp::: The very cake that we've only seen in pictures of old sat on a plate before me. I had to pinch myself to be sure that I wasn't dreaming. As my fork cut through the moist layers of chocolate bliss, I looked up to see the keeper of the spellbinding concoction snapping pictures of me. Normally, I would run in terror from such a hideous soul stealing contraption but I couldn't. With every bite I was transported to a place that few have dreamed of, let alone experienced. And, I was going to savor it down to every last bite and lick. :-D
Thanks Slomo and Freee!!! You both ROCK!!!!